Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ELEGIAC SONNET: 21. SUPPOSED TO BE WRITTEN BY WERTER, by CHARLOTTE SMITH Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Go, cruel tyrant of the human breast! Last Line: And courts the fatal fire by which it dies! Alternate Author Name(s): Smith, Charlotte Turner Subject(s): Despair | ||||||||
Go, cruel tyrant of the human breast! To other hearts thy burning arrows bear; Go where fond Hope, and fair Illusion rest; Ah! why should Love inhabit with Despair! Like the poor maniac I linger here, Still haunt the scene where all my treasure lies; Still seek for flowers where only thorns appear, "And drink delicious poison from her eyes!" Tow'rds the deep gulf that opens on my sight I hurry forward, Passion's helpless slave! And scorning Reason's mild and sober light, Pursue the path that leads me to the grave! So round the flame the giddy insect flies, And courts the fatal fire by which it dies! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DAY THAT WAS THAT DAY by AMY LOWELL MAN IN THE STREET OR HAND OVER MOUTH by HEATHER MCHUGH BURIAL RITES by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE CAMPS; FOR MARILYN HACKER by HAYDEN CARRUTH ELEGIAC SONNET: 2. WRITTEN AT THE CLOSE OF SPRING by CHARLOTTE SMITH ELEGIAC SONNET: 4. TO THE MOON by CHARLOTTE SMITH ELEGIAC SONNET: 44. WRITTEN IN THE CHURCH YARD AT MIDDLETON IN SUSSEX by CHARLOTTE SMITH |
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