Some talke of Ganymede th'Idalian Boy, And some of faire Adonis make their boast, Some talke of him whom lovely Laeda lost, And some of Ecchoes love that was so coy. They speake by heere-say, I of perfect truth, They partially commend the persons named, And for them, sweet Encomions have framed: I onely t'him have sacrifiz'd my youth. As for those wonders of antiquitie, And those whom later ages have inioy'd, (But ah what hath not cruell death destroide? Death, that envies this worlds felicitie), They were (perhaps) lesse faire then Poets write. But he is fairer then I can indite. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LIKE A BULRUSH by MARIANNE MOORE SONNET TO THE AUTUMNAL MOON by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE THE CHARGE AT SANTIAGO by WILLIAM HAMILTON HAYNE THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 4. LOVESIGHT by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI HENDECASYLLABICS by ALFRED TENNYSON |