Love
To a Lady, who, (while endeavouring to tye up some Linen, with a Ribbond, a little of the shortest.) being ask'd how she would manage, if she Lov'd a Gentleman without a Fortune, reply'd, I'll show you — (and so, drawing harder, made the ends meet.)
From Amasia (1700), Vol. II
'Tis done; and you with just Applause are Crown'd;
For how can Lovers be too closely bound!
Blest be the Hand, which the firm Knot has ty'd;
O thou, who art the Priestess, grow the Bride.
Let Hymen empty from our Nuptials fly,
Our Circling Arms shall make the Marriage tye.
Why should'st thou Wed? Thy Charms can never cloy.
Thou wilt for ever be a Bride in Joy.
Cite this poem
MLA
Hopkins, John. “To a Lady, who, (while endeavouring to tye up some Linen, with a Ribbond, a little of the shortest.) being ask'd how she would manage, if she Lov'd a Gentleman without a Fortune, reply'd, I'll show you — (and so, drawing harder, made the ends meet.).” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/hopkins_john/60/.
Chicago
Hopkins, John. “To a Lady, who, (while endeavouring to tye up some Linen, with a Ribbond, a little of the shortest.) being ask'd how she would manage, if she Lov'd a Gentleman without a Fortune, reply'd, I'll show you — (and so, drawing harder, made the ends meet.).” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/hopkins_john/60/.
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