ΓΟΥΩΛΤΕΡ ΝΤΕ ΛΑ ΜΕΑΡ!

WALTER DE LA MARE

WHEN LOVE FLIES

When Love flies in,
Make — make no sign;
Owl-soft his wings,
Sand-blind his eyne;
Sigh, if thou must,
But seal him thine.

Nor make no sign
If love flit out;
He'll tire of thee
Without a doubt.
Stifle thy pangs;
Thy heart resign;
And live without!