this has always been my favorite poem

They look down on me with disdain,
They think me unable to love.
But mine for you will never wane,
As does the moon above;
I've got to escape despair
Caus'd by my longing for thee
And my feelings still to bare.
But why can't it be?

Thy sweet smile can't be forgotten
Nor can thy loyal looking eyes.
By my tears the ground's now sodden
And there my pride now lies;
Here I stand in full disgrace
Waiting for you to free me
By a warmhearted embrace.
But why can't it be?


I forgot who wrote it, I found it randomly on poetry.com back in sixth grade. I searched for the poems I entered in there back then, and they're gone. I thought they stayed there forever. I'm really sad about it, they weren't very good, but it would have been nice to read them again.