Sharing Eve's Apple - John Keats

I

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.

II

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 naught,

    And a blush for just begun it.

III

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.

IV

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.

V

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!