1. BEneath this gloomy shade, By Nature only for my sorrows made, I'le spend this voice in cries, In tears I'l wast these eyes By Love so vainly fed; So Lust of old the Deluge punished. Ah wretched youth! said I! Ah wretched youth! twice did I sadly cry: Ah wretched youth! the fields and floods reply. 2. When thoughts of Love I entertaine, I meet no words but Never, and In vaine. Never (alas) that dreadfull name, Which fewells the infernall flame: Never, my time to come must wast; In vaine, torments the present and the past, In vain, in vain! said I; In vain, in vain! twice did I sadly cry; In vain, in vain! the fields and floods reply. 3. No more shall fields or floods do so; For I to shades more dark and silent go: All this world's noise appears to me A dull ill-acted Comedy: No comfort to my wounded sight, In the Sun's busie and impert'nent Light. Then down I laid my head; Down on cold earth; and for a while was dead, And my freed Soul to a strange Somewhere fled. 4. Ah sottish Soule; said I, When back t' its Cage again I saw it fly; Fool to resume his broken chain! And row his Galley here again! Fool, to that body to returne Where it condemn'd and destin'd is to burn! Once dead, how can it be, Death should a thing so pleasant seem to Thee. That thou shouldst come to live it o're again in Mee? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BRIGHTNESS AS A POIGNANT LIGHT by DAVID IGNATOW NOVEMBER STARS by SARA TEASDALE THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 90. 'RETRO ME, SATHANA!' by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI THE VANISHERS by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER DAVIDS ELEGIE UPON JONATHAN by JOSEPH BEAUMONT STRANGER by HARRIET GRAY BLACKWELL |