Sweet love, sweet thorn, when lightly to my heart
I took your thrust, whereby I since am slain,
And lie disheveled in the grass apart,
A sodden thing bedrenched by tears and rain,
While rainy evening drips to misty night,
And misty night to cloudy morning clears,
And clouds disperse across the gathering light,
And birds grow noisy, and the sun appears
Had I bethought me then, sweet love, sweet thorn,
How sharp an anguish even at the best,
When all’s requited and the future sworn,
The happy Hour can leave within the breast,
I had not so come running at the call
Of one whoe loves me little, if at all.

Analysis, meaning and summary of Edna St. Vincent Millay's poem Sweet Love, Sweet Thorn, When Lightly To My Heart


  1. Lamar Cole says:

    A sweet love can feel like spring after the winter.

  2. mallory says:

    wow! what a poem to just stumble across. when i read this i sware my heart got ripped out of my body. i have never felt anything like that when reading any poem. i just absolutely fell in love with it. its one of the best poems i have ever had the pleasure of reading!!

  3. matthew says:

    i like this pome stop and look at you can feel wher it is come from it is very good so keep it up

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