Explore "Sharing Eve's Apple" by John Keats on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
O blush not so! O blush not so!
Or I shall think you knowing; / And if you smile the blushing while, / Then maidenheads are going.
There's a blush for won't, and a blush for shan't, / And a blush for having done it:
There's a blush for thought and a blush for nought, / And a blush for just begun it.
O sigh not so! O sigh not so!
For it sounds of Eve's sweet Pippin; / By these loosen'd lips you have tasted the pips / And fought in an amorous nipping.
Will you play once more at nice-cut-core, / For it only will last our youth out, / And we have the prime of the kissing time, / We have not one sweet tooth out.
There's a sigh for yes, and a sigh for no, / And a sigh for I can't bear it!
O what can be done, shall we stay or run?
O cut the sweet apple and share it!