Though it be some divorce to thinke of you Singly, so much one are you two, Yet let me here contemplate thee, First, cheerfull Bridegroome, and first let mee see, How thou prevent'st the Sunne, And his red foming horses dost outrunne, How, having laid downe in thy Soveraignes brest All businesses, from thence to reinvest Them, when these triumphs cease, thou forward art To shew to her, who doth the like impart, The fire of thy inflaming eyes, and of thy loving heart. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WANTS OF MAN by JOHN QUINCY ADAMS A DAY DREAM by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE TAMERLANE (4) by EDGAR ALLAN POE SPRING, 1916 by ISAAC ROSENBERG ODES: BOOK 2: ODE 10. TO THOMAS EDWARDS, ON ... POPE'S WORKS by MARK AKENSIDE |