Author Walter de la Mare When Love flies in, Make ā make no sign; Owl-soft his wings, Sand-blind his eyne; Sigh, if thou must, But seal him thine. Nor make no sign If love flit out; He'll tire of thee Without a doubt. Stifle thy pangs; Thy heart resign; And live without! Tags love poem love poems love poems for her love poetry poems about love romantic poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 5 (1 vote) Rate Log in or register to post comments