Who Ever Felt As I?

Walter Savage Landor

Mother, I cannot mind my wheel;
My fingers ache, my lips are dry:
Oh! if you felt the pain I feel!
But oh, who ever felt as I?

No longer could I doubt him true;
All other men may use deceit:
He always said my eyes were blue,
And often swore my lips were sweet. 

Next 10 Poems

• Walter Savage Landor : Why, Why Repine
• Walter Savage Landor : Years
• Walter Savage Landor : You Smiled, You Spoke, And I Believed
• Sidney Lanier : A Ballad Of The Trees And The Master
• Sidney Lanier : A Birthday Song. To S. G.
• Sidney Lanier : A Dedication. To Charlotte Cushman.
• Sidney Lanier : A Florida Ghost.
• Sidney Lanier : A Florida Sunday.
• Sidney Lanier : A Sea-shore Grave. To M. J. L.
• Sidney Lanier : A Song Of Eternity In Time

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• Walter Savage Landor : What News
• Walter Savage Landor : Well I Remember How You Smiled
• Walter Savage Landor : Very True, The Linnets Sing
• Walter Savage Landor : Verse
• Walter Savage Landor : Twenty Years Hence
• Walter Savage Landor : To Zoe
• Walter Savage Landor : To Zo
• Walter Savage Landor : To Robert Browning
• Walter Savage Landor : To Age
• Walter Savage Landor : The Three Roses