Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE LAST ILLUSION, by JOHN COWPER POWYS Poet's Biography First Line: We only played at love Last Line: Something holds us fast. Subject(s): Defamation; Duplicity; Hallucinations And Illusions; Love; Slander; Libel; Deceit | ||||||||
We only played at love; That's not the link between us; Love's ashes nothing prove; That's how the world has seen us. Under the cinders cold Of that light-kindled spark The eternal flame has rolled And fused us in the dark. On then with your deadly wit And the darts of your glacial eyes! Mock love and slander it Where under the dust it lies! For I, I can bear your scorn As I follow wandering fires, Driven like all men born By unredeemed desires; And you, you can bear my mild Submission to your taunts; My pose of an injured child, Mixed with unseemly vaunts. For we both know well, -- though it stings, And we'll mock at it to the last; That under these casual things Something holds us fast. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HOW TO KNOW LOVE FROM DECEIT by WILLIAM BLAKE TO FINE LADY WOULD-BE by BEN JONSON THE LOVE OF DECEIT by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE LINES WRITTEN IN ROUSSEAU'S LETTERS OF AN ITALIAN NUN. by GEORGE GORDON BYRON TALE: 9. ARABELLA by GEORGE CRABBE TO CASTARA, OF TRUE DELIGHT by WILLIAM HABINGTON OJISTOH by EMILY PAULINE JOHNSON |
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