When thou must home to shades of vnder ground, And there ariu'd, a newe admired guest, The beauteous spirits do ingirt thee round, White Iope, blith Hellen, and the rest, To heare the stories of thy finisht loue From that smoothe toong whose musicke hell can moue ; Then wilt thou speake of banqueting delights, Of masks and reuels which sweete youth did make, Of Turnies and great challenges of knights, And all these triumphes for thy beauties sake : When thou hast told these honours done to thee, Then tell, O tell, how thou didst murther me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SECOND BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 3 by GAIUS VALERIUS CATULLUS THE BROOKLYN BRIDGE [MAY 24, 1883] by EDNA DEAN PROCTOR THE MAGI by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS NURSERY REMINISCENCES by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM E.W.T.: ON THE DEATH OF HIS BETTY by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |