WHERE shall I refuge seek, if you refuse me? In you my hope, in you my fortune lies, In you my life! though you unjust accuse me, My service scorn, and merit underprize: O bitter grief! that exile is become Reward for faith, and pity deaf and dumb! Why should my firmness find a seat so wavering? My simple vows, my love you entertained; Without desert the same again disfav'ring; Yet I my word and passion hold unstained. O wretched me! that my chief joy should breed My only grief and kindness pity need! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON THE THREE PHILOSOPHICAL POETS by GEORGE SANTAYANA STANZAS TO A LADY, WITH THE POEMS OF CAMOENS by GEORGE GORDON BYRON THE ROSEBUSH AND THE TRINITY by ALFRED BARRETT PSALM 55 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE RETURN by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN TWO SONNETS TO MY WIFE by MAXWELL BODENHEIM |