I Live, And Yet Methinks I Do Not Breathe Poem by John Wilbye
I Live, And Yet Methinks I Do Not Breathe
I live, and yet methinks I do not breathe,
I thirst, and drink, and drink, and thirst again,
I sleep, and yet I dream I am awake,
I hope for that I have; I have and want:
I sing and sigh; I love and hate at once.
Oh! tell me, restless soul, what uncouth jar
Doth cause such want in store, in peace such war?
Thursday, May 31, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: hate
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