I know I am but summer to your heart,
And not the full four seasons of the year;
And you must welcome from another part
Such noble moods as are not mine, my dear.
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I find this poem kind of sad. It sounds to me as if she's a part time love but accepts that little bit of time the man gives her while the rest of the time he spends with whoever he wishes. The subject seems weak to me in this piece.
Read her bios. She was a supreme player of men and the heartbreaker in relationships. She lets the man think that he is in charge and she is accepting of crumbs but in truth she is guaranteeing her own freedom!
A amazing poem for Summer by a outstanding writer.