@3Go, happy man, like th' evening star, Whose beams to bridegrooms welcome are: May neither hag, nor fiend withstand The power of thy victorious hand. The uncharmed knights surrender now, By virtue of thy raised bough. Away, enchantments! vanish quite, No more delay our longing sight: 'Tis fruitless to contend with Fate, Who gives us power against your hate. Brave knights, in courtly pomp appear For now are you long-looked-for here.@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SELF-REJECTED by JEAN STARR UNTERMEYER PLAIN LANGUAGE FROM TRUTHFUL JAMES by FRANCIS BRET HARTE A MOTH FOUND ON THE FLOOR by EDNA M. BECKER A LARGE EVENING AT THE CLUB (AS IT WAS ONCE) by BERTON BRALEY KENTUCKY BABE by RICHARD HENRY BUCK THE FIRST SONG by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON THE CANTERBURY TALES: THE MERCHANT'S TALE - EPILOGUE by GEOFFREY CHAUCER |