Love Not
Caroline Elizabeth Sheridan
1808 to 1877
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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Ere they have blossomed for a few short hours.
The rosy lip may cease to smile on you,
Love not, love not, ye hapless sons of clay!
Faultless, immortal, till they change or die.
Hope's gayest wreaths are made of earthly flowers,—
Love not! the thing you love may die,—
Love not!
The kindly-beaming eye grow cold and strange,
Things that are made to fade and fall away
Love not! O warning vainly said
Love not!
Love not! the thing ye love may change;
The heart still warmly beat, yet not be true.
Love flings a halo round the dear one's head,
The silent stars, the blue and smiling sky,
Love not!
Love not!
May perish from the gay and gladsome earth;
Beam o'er its grave, as once upon its birth.
In present hours as in years gone by!