Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LOVE, by ANNA CORA OGDEN MOWATT RITCHIE Poet's Biography First Line: Thou conqueror's conqueror, mighty love! To thee Last Line: But he who wanders, never truly loved. Subject(s): Love | ||||||||
THOU conqueror's conqueror, mighty Love! to thee Their crowns, their laurels, kings and heroes yield! Lo! at thy shrine great Antony bows the knee, Disdains his victor wreath, and flies the field! From woman's lips Alcides lists thy tone, And grasps the inglorious distaff for his sword! An eastern sceptre at thy feet is thrown, A nation's worshipp'd idol owns thee Lord!* And well for Noorjehan his throne became, When erst she ruled his empire in thy name! The sorcerer, Jarchas, could to age restore Youth's faded bloom, or childhood's vanish'd glee; Magician, Love! canst thou not yet do more? Is not the faithful heart kept young by thee? But ne'er that traitor bosom form'd to stray, Those perjured lips which twice thy vows have breathed, Can know the rapture of thy magic sway, Or find the balsam in thy garland wreathed; Fancy, or Folly, may his breast have moved, But he who wanders, never truly loved. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INVENTION OF LOVE by MATTHEA HARVEY TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS A LOVE FOR FOUR VOICES: HOMAGE TO FRANZ JOSEPH HAYDN by ANTHONY HECHT AN OFFERING FOR PATRICIA by ANTHONY HECHT LATE AFTERNOON: THE ONSLAUGHT OF LOVE by ANTHONY HECHT A SWEETENING ALL AROUND ME AS IT FALLS by JANE HIRSHFIELD MY LIFE by ANNA CORA OGDEN MOWATT RITCHIE |
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