Farewell, Love, and all thy laws for ever: Thy baited hooks shall tangle me no more; Senec and Plato call me from thy lore, To perfect wealth my wit for to endeavour. In blind error when I did persever, Thy sharp repulse, that pricketh ay so sore, Hath taught me to set in trifles no store, And scape forth, since liberty is lever. Therefore, farewell: go trouble younger hearts, And in me claim no more authority; With idle youth go use thy property, And thereon spend thy many brittle darts; For hitherto though I have lost all my time, Me lusteth no longer rotten boughs to climb. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DISCOVERY; SONNET by JOHN COLLINGS SQUIRE THE END OF THE PLAY by WILLIAM MAKEPEACE THACKERAY THE BROOK: WINTER by LAURA ABELL OUR BIRTH-CORD by KOFI ANYIDOHO WEAVERS ALL by MINNIE KEITH BAILEY A DIALOGUE (FOR A BASE AND TWO TREBLES) by JOSEPH BEAUMONT BLEUE MAISON by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THE CONSTELLATIONS by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT MEDITATIONS FOR EVERY DAY IN PASSION WEEK: MONDAY by JOHN BYROM |