Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The World’s Best Poetry.
Volume II. Love. 1904. | | | | I. Admiration | | On a Girdle | | Edmund Waller (1606–1687) |
| | | THAT which her slender waist confined | |
| Shall now my joyful temples bind; | |
| No monarch but would give his crown, | |
| His arms might do what this hath done. | |
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| It was my heaven’s extremest sphere, | 5 |
| The pale which held that lovely deer: | |
| My joy, my grief, my hope, my love, | |
| Did all within this circle move. | |
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| A narrow compass! and yet there | |
| Dwelt all that ’s good, and all that ’s fair. | 10 |
| Give me but what this ribbon bound, | |
| Take all the rest the sun goes round! | | | | |
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