Thy love I am. Thy wife I cannot be,
To wear the yoke of servitude - to take
Strange, unknown fetters that I cannot break
On soul and flesh that should be mine, and free.
Better the woman's old disgrace for me
Than this old sin - this deep and dire mistake;
Better for truth and honour and thy sake -
For the pure faith I give and take from thee.
I know thy love, and love thee all I can -
I fain would love thee only till I die;
But I may some day love a better man,
And thou may'st find a fitter mate than I;
Some want, some chill, may steal 'twixt heart and heart.
And then we must be free to kiss and part.
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Ada Cambridge
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Poem topics: faith, kiss, truth, wife, woman, soul, deep, mistake, unknown, pure, sake, strange, Valentine's Day, break, heart, love, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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