Edna St. Vincent Millay

Sonnet 80

Fatal Interview
Not in the summer casket cool with pearls Or rich with red corundum or with blue, Locked, and key withheld, as other girls Have given their loves, I give my love to you; Not in a lovers'-know, not in a ring Worked in such fashion, and the legend plain — Semper fidelis, where a secret spring Kennels a drop of mischief for the brain: Love in the open hand, no thing but that, Ungemmed, unhidden, wishing not to hurt, As one should bring you cowslips in a hat Swung from the hand, or apples in her skirt, I bring to you, calling out as children do: "Look what I have! — And these are all for you."