For ever, Fortune, wilt thou prove An unrelenting foe to Love, And when we meet a mutual heart Come in between, and bid us part? Bid us sigh on from day to day, And wish and wish the soul away; Till youth and genial years are flown, And all the life of life is gone? But busy, busy, still art thou, To bind the loveless joyless vow, The heart from pleasure to delude, To join the gentle to the rude. For once, O Fortune, hear my prayer, And I absolve thy future care; All other blessings I resign, Make but the dear Amanda mine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DON JUAN IN HELL by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE HOW TO GET ON IN SOCIETY by JOHN BETJEMAN OZYMANDIAS REVISITED by MORRIS GILBERT BISHOP MEETING AT NIGHT by ROBERT BROWNING COMIN' THRO' THE RYE by ROBERT BURNS THE POET'S SONG FOR HIS WIFE by BRYAN WALLER PROCTER THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 38. THE MORROW'S MESSAGE by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI |