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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONG, by MARTHA (FOWKE) SANSOM First Line: Foolish eyes, thy streams give over Last Line: Like a dull deserter use him. | |||
FOOLISH eyes, thy streams give over, Wine, not water, binds the lover: At the table then be shining, Gay coquette, and all designing. To th' addressing foplings bowing, And thy smile or hand allowing, Whine no more thy sacred passion, Out of nature, out of fashion. Let him, disappointed, find thee False as he, nor dream to bind thee, While he breaks all tender measures, Murdering love and all its pleasures. Shall a look or word deceive thee, Which he once an age will give thee? Oh! no more, no more excuse him, Like a dull deserter use him. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO CLEON'S EYES by MARTHA (FOWKE) SANSOM TO LADY E - H -. by MARTHA (FOWKE) SANSOM EPILOGUE FROM EMBLEMS OF LOVE by LASCELLES ABERCROMBIE A CHILD'S PRAYER [OR, HYMN] by MATILDA BARBARA BETHAM-EDWARDS THE HAUNTED OAK by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR AN ODE UPON A QUESTION WHETHER LOVE SHOULD CONTINUE FOREVER by EDWARD HERBERT AN INTERVIEW WITH MILES STANDISH by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL TO AMERICA, ON HER FIRST SONS FALLEN IN THE GREAT WAR by E. M. WALKER MY PRAYER FOR TODAY by MAUD AKERS |
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