Pleasure! why thus desert the heart

A poem by Walter Savage Landor

Pleasure! why thus desert the heart
In its spring-tide?
I could have seen her, I could part,
And but have sigh'd!

O'er every youthful charm to stray,
To gaze, to touch....
Pleasure! why take so much away,
Or give so much?

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