KNOW me better. Do you think
I will ever stain with ink
Crystal vase and rosewood stand,
Brought me by your bounteous hand?
In that drawer shall never lie
Aught design’d for other eye;
Neither sealing-wax nor note
That the fairest fingers wrote;
Nor the one I would retouch
For too little or too much.
In that drawer shall never rest
Naked hand with spear-head crest:
Whether spear-head crest it be
Or heraldic fleur-de-lis
It is much the same to me:
Only jewels should lie there
Or the flower you deign’d to wear.