The princess has her lovers,
A score of knights has she,
And each can sing a madrigal,
And praise her gracefully.
But Love that is so bitter
Hath put within her heart
A longing for the scornful knight
Who silent stands apart.
And tho' the others praise and plead,
She maketh no reply,
Yet for a single word from him,
I ween that she would die.
A Song Of The Princess
Sara Teasdale
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Poem topics: heart, single, silent, bitter, score, love, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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