Is not Love here as 'tis in other climes, And differeth it, as do the several nations? Or hath it lost the virtue with the times, Or in this island altereth with the fashions? Or have our passions lesser power than theirs, Who had less art them lively to express? Is Nature grown less powerful in their heirs, Or in our fathers did she more transgress? I am sure my sighs come from a heart as true As any man's that memory can boast, And my respects and services to you Equal with his that loves his mistress most. Or nature must be partial to my cause, Or only you do violate her laws. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HOMAGE TO SEXTUS PROPERTIUS: 9 by EZRA POUND HALF-WAKING by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM LIMBO by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE STONEWALL JACKSON; MORTALLY WOUNDED AT CHANCELLORSVILLE by HERMAN MELVILLE FROM THE ANTIQUE (1) by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI BEVERLY SHORE IN WINTER by THOMAS GOLD APPLETON EMBLEMS OF LOVE: 30. THE HUNTER CAUGHT BY HIS OWN GAMER by PHILIP AYRES THE INGOLDSBY PENANCE!; A LEGEND OF PALESTINE AND -- WEST KENT by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM |