An Acrostic

Elizabeth it is in vain you say "Love not" —

thou sayest it in so sweet a way:

In vain those words from thee or L.

E.

L.

Zantippe's talents had enforced so well:

Ah! if that language from thy heart arise,

Breathe it less gently forth —

and veil thine eyes.

Endymion, recollect, when Luna tried To cure his love —

was cured of all beside —

His folly — pride — and passion — for he died.

Poetic form: acrostic