Eadem Semper

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Title:     Eadem Semper
Author: Helen Hay Whitney [More Titles by Whitney]

How shall I hold you? By a scimitar
Of flashing wit suspended o'er your head,
Oh, my Beloved? Or with lips rose-red
Lure you to Lethe? Shall I stand afar,
Pale and remote and distant as a star,
Challenging love? Or by a scarlet thread
Jealousy's wiles, beguile by scorn and dread?
Wounding the heart I love with hateful scar.

Nay, I can take no action, play no play;
All my wit falters when I hear you speak,
All my wise guile with which your wooing strove
Vanishes as the sun of yesterday.
I can but lay my cheek against your cheek--
Love me or leave me, I can only love.

[The end]
Helen Hay Whitney's poem: Eadem Semper

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