It is not that love-you/">I love you - nay! and yet
Had I a lover, he would have your eyes,
Your lips, and be in all like you. Sir, see
This is a rose the winds have harried. Oh!
Here is a violet marred, a lily there.
Poor girls, their love or lover was too cruel;
And we are like them - we you men call flowers;
We, too, like these, are hurt with love, and lie
On the sweet earth so forsaken.
Men And Women.
Robert Crawford
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Poem topics: I love you, poor, rose, earth, sweet, violet, love, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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