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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SINE AMORE NIL EST JUCUNDUM, by MIMNERMUS Poet's Biography First Line: O golden love, what life, what joy but thine? Last Line: And fashioned by the gods for our annoy. Alternate Author Name(s): Mimnermos | |||
O GOLDEN Love, what life, what joy but thine? Come death when thou art gone and make an end! When gifts and tokens are no longer mine, Nor the sweet intimacies of a friend. These are the flowers of youth. But painful age, The bane of beauty, following swiftly on, Wearies the heart of man with sad presage And takes away his pleasure in the sun. Hateful is he to maiden and to boy, And fashioned by the gods for our annoy. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE NEVER-RESTING SUN by MIMNERMUS WE ALL DO FAIL AS A LEAF by MIMNERMUS THE HOUSE OF DREAMS by SARA TEASDALE SWEENEY AMONG THE NIGHTINGALES by THOMAS STEARNS ELIOT VENICE; SONNET by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW ON MR. FREDERICK PORTER'S ROOM OF PICTURES, 1930 by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN HARVESTERS by MARGARET PERKINS BRIGGS CROMWELL'S REFLECTIONS ON 'KILLING NO MURDER' by EDWARD GEORGE EARLE LYTTON BULWER-LYTTON THE WANDERER: 2. IN FRANCE: A REMEMBRANCE by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON LAMENT OF MARY, QUEEN OF SCOTS, ON THE APPROACH OF SPRING by ROBERT BURNS |
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