You’ll
love me yet! – and I can tarry
Your
love’s protracted growing;
June
rear’d that bunch of flowers you carry
From
seeds of April’s sowing.
I
plant a heartful now: some seed
At
least is sure to strike,
And
yield – what you’ll not pluck indeed,
Not
love, but, may be, like.
You’ll
look at least on love’s remains,
A
grave’s one violet:
Your
look? – that pays a thousand pains.
What’s
death? You’ll love me yet!
Vocabulary:
tarry:
1) to stay in a place, esp. when one should leave; linger
2) to delay or be slow in starting, going, coming, etc.
Do not tarry on the way.
protracted:
to make the time during which (something) lasts long or longer, often without good reason
a protracted argument
protracted pay negotiations
