This I say, and this I know:
Love has seen the last of me.
Love’s a trodden lane to woe,
Love’s a path to misery.

This I know, and knew before,
This I tell you, of my years:
Hide your heart, and lock your door.
Hell’s afloat in lovers’ tears.

Give your heart, and toss and moan;
What a pretty fool you look!
I am sage, who sit alone;
Here’s my wool, and here’s my book.

Look! A lad’s a-waiting there,
Tall he is and bold, and gay.
What the devil do I care
What I know, and what I say?

4 Comments

  1. miranda says:

    I was trying to do a report on Dorothy parker but this website won’t show me the poem so if anyone ever can e-mail me the pooem i would really aprecioate it

  2. Maddie says:

    I think thorough analysis of this poem is so far from that Jacinta. That is the first obvious opinion, but in reality the poem’s message is the exact opposite: it is about hope in love. Take a closer look you will see.

  3. Alicia Krause says:

    The poem is great. It tells a lot about the poet by the way it’s written.

  4. Jacinta says:

    This poem is like Dorothy’s last word to love. Its her formal statement of her parting with romance, her broken faith in relationships and men. I find it very sad. This is the result of one woman who has been dissapointed one too many times.

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