BELIEVE it or not, as you chuse, The doctrine is certainly true, That the future is known to the Muse, And poets are oracles too. I did but express a desire To see Catharina at home, At the side of my friend George's fire, And lo--she is actually come. Such prophecy some may despise, But the wish of a poet and friend Perhaps is approved in the skies, And therefore attains to its end. 'Twas a wish that flew ardently forth From a bosom effectually warmed With the talents, the graces, and worth Of the person for whom it was formed. Maria would leave us, I knew, To the grief and regret of us all, But less to our grief, could we view Catharina the Queen of the Hall. And therefore I wished as I did, And therefore this union of hands; Not a whisper was heard to forbid, But all cry, Amen! to the banns. Since therefore I seem to incur No danger of wishing in vain, When making good wishes for her, I will e'en to my wishes again; With one I have made her a wife, And now I will try with another, Which I cannot suppress for my life,-- How soon I can make her a mother | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WITCH by MARY ELIZABETH COLERIDGE THE NIGHTINGALE; A CONVERSATION POEM by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE AGAINST THEM WHO LAY UNCHASTITY TO THE SEX OF WOMAN by WILLIAM HABINGTON GOOD AND BAD LUCK by HEINRICH HEINE EXHORTATION TO PRAYER by MARGARET MERCER THE BARREL-ORGAN by ALFRED NOYES THE WOODSPURGE by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI |