"Ask Me No More" by Alfred, Lord Tennyson
| Poem Transcription Ask me no more; the moon may draw the sea; The cloud may stoop from Heaven and take the shape, With fold to fold, of mountain or of cape. But, O too fond, when I have answered thee! Ask me no more. Ask me no more; what answer should I give? I love not hollowed cheek or faded eye; Yet, O my friend, I will not have thee die! Ask me no more, lest I bid thee live; Ask me no more. Ask me no more; thy fate and mine are sealed. I strove against the stream and all in vain. Let the great river take me to the main. No more, dear love, for at a touch I yield. Ask me no more. Tennyson | Information about this poem Biography of Alfred, Lord Tennyson Description of the poem's formal elements Explication/Analysis of the poem |
