Lalila To The Ferengi Lover

Why above others was I so blessed

And honoured? to be chosen one

To hold you, sleeping, against my breast,

As now I may hold your only son.

Twelve months ago; that wonderful night!

You gave your life to me in a kiss;

Have I done well, for that past delight,

In return, to have given you this?

Look down at his face, your face, beloved,

His eyes are azure as yours are blue.

In every line of his form is proved

How well I loved you, and only you.

I felt the secret hope at my heart

Turned suddenly to the living joy,

And knew that your life and mine had part

As golden grains in a brass alloy.

And learning thus, that your child was mine,

Thrilled by the sense of its stirring life,

I held myself as a sacred shrine

Afar from pleasure, and pain, and strife,

That all unworthy I might not be

Of that you had deigned to cause to dwell

Hidden away in the heart of me,

As white pearls hide in a dusky shell.

Do you remember, when first you laid

Your lips on mine, that enchanted night?

My eyes were timid, my lips afraid,

You seemed so slender and strangely white.

I always tremble; the moments flew

Swiftly to dawn that took you away,

But this is a small and lovely you

Content to rest in my arms all day.

Oh, since you have sought me, Lord, for this,

And given your only child to me,

My life devoted to yours and his,

Whilst I am living, will always be.

And after death, through the long To Be,

(Which, I think, must surely keep love’s laws,)

I, should you chance to have need of me,

Am ever and always, only yours.

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• Sonnet 71: No longer mourn for me when I am dead by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 70: That thou art blamed shall not be thy defect by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 6: Then let not winter’s ragged hand deface by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 69: Those parts of thee that the world’s eye doth view by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 68: Thus is his cheek the map of days outworn by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 67: Ah, wherefore with infection should he live by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 66: Tired with all these, for restful death I cry by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 65: Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 64: When I have seen by Time’s fell hand defaced by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 63: Against my love shall be, as I am now by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 62: Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 61: Is it thy will thy image should keep open by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 60: Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 5: Those hours, that with gentle work did frame by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 59: If there be nothing new, but that which is by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 58: That god forbid, that made me first your slave by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 57: Being your slave, what should I do but tend by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 56: Sweet love, renew thy force, be it not said by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 55: Not marble, nor the gilded monuments by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 95: How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare

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