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Elizabeth Barrett Browning - Sonnet IX: Can It Be Right to Give
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Can it be right to give what I can give? 
To let thee sit beneath the fall of tears 
As salt as mine, and hear the sighing years 
Re-sighing on my lips renunciative 
Through those infrequent smiles which fail to live 
For all thy adjurations? O my fears, 
That this can scarce be right! We are not peers, 
So to be lovers; and I own, and grieve, 
That givers of such gifts as mine are, must 
Be counted with the ungenerous. Out, alas! 
I will not soil thy purple with my dust, 
Nor breathe my poison on thy Venice-glass, 
Nor give thee any love—which were unjust. 
Beloved, I only love thee! let it pass.
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