CEASE, thou afflicted soul, to mourn, Whose love and faith are paid with scorn; For I am starv'd that feel the blisses Of dear embraces, smiles, and kisses From my soul's idol, yet complain Of equal love more than disdain. Cease, beauty's exile, to lament The frozen shades of banishment; For I in that fair bosom dwell That is my paradise and hell: Banish'd at home, at once at ease In the safe port and toss'd on seas. Cease in cold jealous fears to pine, Sad wretch, whom rivals undermine; For though I hold lock'd in mine arms My life's sole joy, a traitor's charms Prevail: whilst I may only blame Myself, that mine own rival am. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BATTLE OF LOOKOUT MOUNTAIN [NOVEMBER 24, 1863] by GEORGE HENRY BOKER THE COLISEUM by EDGAR ALLAN POE CHRIST THE CONSOLER by HENRY WILLIAMS BAKER SOME ACCOUNT OF A NEW PLAY by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM KARSHISH, THE ARAB PHYSICIAN by ROBERT BROWNING WINTER TWILIGHT by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON |