THY verse is 'sad' enough, no doubt: A devilish deal more sad than witty! Why we should weep I can't find out, Unless for thee we weep in pity. Yet there is one I pity more; And much, alas! I think he needs it: For he, I'm sure, will suffer sore, Who, to his own misfortune, reads it. Thy rhymes, without the aid of magic, May once be read -- but never after: Yet their effect's by no means tragic, Although by far too dull for laughter. But would you make our bosoms bleed, And of no common pang complain -- If you would make us weep indeed, Tell us you'll read them o'er again. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IMITATIONS OF HORACE: ODE IV, 1 by ALEXANDER POPE HERO TO LEANDER by ALFRED TENNYSON THE COLD WAVE OF 32 B.C. by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS MR. STOTHARD TO MR. CROMEK by WILLIAM BLAKE HOOKER'S ACROSS by GEORGE HENRY BOKER PARLEYINGS WITH CERTAIN PEOPLE OF IMPORTANCE: APOLLO AND THE FATES by ROBERT BROWNING THE WANDERER: 2. IN FRANCE: ASTARTE by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |