I ask of thee love nothing but relief
Read 'I ask of thee love nothing but relief' by 'Mary Elizabeth Coleridge' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
I ask of thee, love, nothing but relief.
Thou canst not bring the old days back again;
For I was happy then,
Not knowing heavenly joy, not knowing grief.
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