Pebbles and Shells (Hawkes collection)/To a Watch
TO A WATCH
Thing of beauty, made for duty, Ever ticking without rest,Thou art sleeping in good keeping On a peerless maiden's breast,Thou art nearest to her dearest Hopes and longings all unguessed.
O discover if another Of her graces is possessed,For her favor would forever Make me dearly doubly blessed,And no burden e'er would sadden If her love I once possessed.