Concealment

No; to what purpose should I speak?

No, wretched heart! swell till you break.

She cannot love me if she would;

And, to say truth, ’twere pity that she should.

No; to the grave thy sorrows bear;

As silent as they will be there:

Since that lov’d hand this mortal wound does give,

So handsomely the thing contrive,

That she may guiltless of it live;

So perish, that her killing thee

May a chance-medley,and no murder, be.

‘Tis nobler much for me, that I

By her beauty, not her anger, die:

This will look justly, and become

An execution; that, a martyrdom.

The censuring world will ne’er refrain

From judging men by thunder slain.

She must be angry, sure, if I should be

So bold to ask her to make me,

By being hers, happier than she!

I will not; ‘t is a milder fate

To fall by her not loving, than her hate.

And yet this death of mine, I fear,

Will ominous to her appear;

When, sound in every other part,

Her sacrifice is found without an heart;

For the last tempest of my death

Shall sigh out that too with my breath.

Then shall the world my noble ruin see,

Some pity and some envy me;

Then she herself, the mighty she,

Shall grace my funerals with this truth;

” ‘T was only Love destroy’d the gentle youth.”

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• Graydigger’s Home by William Stafford by William Stafford
• For My Young Friends Who Are Afraid by William Stafford by William Stafford
• Atavism by William Stafford by William Stafford
• Ask Me by William Stafford by William Stafford
• Allegiances by William Stafford by William Stafford
• Across Kansas by William Stafford by William Stafford
• A Ritual To Read To Each Other by William Stafford by William Stafford
• Sonnet 127: In the old age black was not counted fair by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 126: O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy power by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 125: Were’t aught to me I bore the canopy by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 124: If my dear love were but the child of state by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 123: No, Time, thou shalt not boast that I do change by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 122: Thy gift, thy tables, are within my brain by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 121: Tis better to be vile than vile esteemed by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 120: That you were once unkind befriends me now by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 11: As fast as thou shalt wane, so fast thou grow’st by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 119: What potions have I drunk of Siren tears by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 118: Like as to make our appetite more keen by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 117: Accuse me thus: that I have scanted all by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 116: Let me not to the marriage of true minds by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare

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