INSULTING Beauty! you misspend Those frowns upon your slave. Your scorn against such rebels bend Who dare with confidence pretend That other eyes their hearts defend From all the charms you have. Your conquering eyes so partial are, Or mankind is so dull, That while I languish in despair Many proud senseless hearts declare They find you not so killing fair, To wish you merciful. They an inglorious freedom boast, I triumph in my chain; Nor am I unrevenged though lost, Nor you unpunished though unjust, When I alone, who love you most, Am killed by your disdain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PROSIT NEUJAHR by GEORGE SANTAYANA THE BETTER PART by MATTHEW ARNOLD IN AFTER DAYS; RONDEAU by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON IN THE SHADOWS: MY EPITAPH by DAVID GRAY (1838-1861) SUNDAY MORNING by WALLACE STEVENS |