Resolved To Be Loved

‘Tis true, I’have lov’d already three or four,

And shall three or four hundred more;

I’ll love each fair one that I see,

Till I find one at last that shall love me.

That shall my Canaan be, the fatal soil,

That ends my wandrings, and my toil.

I’ll settle there and happy grow;

The Country does with Milk and Honey flow.

The Needle trembles so, and turns about,

Till it the Northern Point find out:

But constant then and fixt does prove,

Fixt, that his dearest Pole as soon may move.

Then may my Vessel torn and shipwrackt be,

If it put forth again to Sea:

It never more abroad shall rome,

Though’t could next voyage bring the Indies home.

But I must sweat in Love, and labour yet,

Till I a Competency get.

They’re slothful fools who leave a Trade,

Till they a moderate fortune by’t have made.

Variety I ask not; give me One

To live perpetually upon.

The person Love does to us fit,

Like Manna, has the Tast of all in it.

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Poems in English 

• Not the Pilot. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Not My Enemies Ever Invade Me. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Not Heaving from My Ribb’d Breast Only. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Not Heat Flames up and Consumes. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• No Labor-Saving Machine. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Night on The Prairies. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Native Moments. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Mystic Trumpeter, The. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Myself and Mine. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• My Picture-Gallery. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Mother and Babe. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Miracles. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Mediums. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Me Imperturbe. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Mannahatta. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Manhattan Streets I Saunter’d, Pondering. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Look Down, Fair Moon. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Longings for Home. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Long, too Long, O Land! by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Long I Thought that Knowledge. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman

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