Robert Browning

A Woman’s Last Word

I.

LET’S contend no more, Love,
   Strive nor weep:
All be as before, Love,
   —Only sleep!

II.

What so wild as words are?
   I and thou
In debate, as birds are,
   Hawk on bough!

III.

See the creature stalking
   While we speak!
Hush and hide the talking,
   Cheek on cheek!

IV.

What so false as truth is,
   False to thee?
Where the serpent’s tooth is
   Shun the tree—

V.

Where the apple reddens
   Never pry—
Lest we lose our Edens,
   Eve and I.

VI.

Be a god and hold me
   With a charm!
Be a man and fold me
   With thine arm!

VII.

Teach me, only teach, Love
   As I ought
I will speak thy speech, Love,
   Think thy thought—

VIII.

Meet, if thou require it,
   Both demands,
Laying flesh and spirit
   In thy hands.

IX.

That shall be to-morrow
   Not to-night:
I must bury sorrow
   Out of sight:

X.

—Must a little weep, Love,
   (Foolish me!)
And so fall asleep, Love,
   Loved by thee.
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