Cherish you then the hope I shall forget <br />At length, my lord, Pieria?—put away <br />For your so passing sake, this mouth of clay <br />These mortal bones against my body set, <br />For all the puny fever and frail sweat <br />Of human love,—renounce for these, I say, <br />The Singing Mountain's memory, and betray <br />The silent lyre that hangs upon me yet? <br />Ah, but indeed, some day shall you awake, <br />Rather, from dreams of me, that at your side <br />So many nights, a lover and a bride, <br />But stern in my soul's chastity, have lain, <br />To walk the world forever for my sake, <br />And in each chamber find me gone again!<br /><br />Edna St. Vincent Millay<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnets-12-cherish-you-then-the-hope-i-shall-for/
