'FIRE, Water, Woman, are Man's ruin!' Says wise Professor Van der Bruin. By flames, a house I hired was lost Last year; and I must pay the cost. This spring, the rains o'erflowed my ground, And my best Flanders mare was drowned. A slave am I to Clara's eyes; The gipsy knows her power, and flies! Fire, Water, Woman, are my ruin; And great thy wisdom, Van der Bruin! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RIVER by RALPH WALDO EMERSON GASCOIGNE'S GOOD MORROW by GEORGE GASCOIGNE DARKNESS IS THINNING by GREGORY I SING-SONG; A NURSERY RHYME BOOK: 45 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE BLACKBIRD by WILLIAM BARNES A WINTER TWILIGHT by ARLO BATES |