ANDROMEDA. PERSEUS (@3i@1) ANDR. Holy Night! How long is the road of thy horses, When thou drivest across the bright Virginal spaces on high Mid the starry courses In the sacred expanse of sky. And on thee, I call in thy cave, Echo, to silence thy voice above me: Ah, leave me alone to have My fill of lament, and cry With my maidens who love me. (@3ii@1) PERS. Maiden, I pity thee who hangest there. ANDR. And who art thou who pitiest my sorrow? (@3iii@1) ANDR. Stranger, have pity on my misery And loose me from my chains. (@3iv@1) PERS. Maid, if I save thee, wilt thou give me thanks? (@3v@1) ANDR. Do not by offering hopes force me to tears. Much yet may chance of which we have no thought. But lead me, stranger, to attend on thee, If so it please, or as a wife, or slave. (@3vi@1) ANDR. O Love, our lord, of gods and men the king, Either teach not how beauteous beauty is, Or else, in troubles of thine own devising Help lovers onward to a happy end. Thus shalt thou gain high honour: otherwise The loving lessons that men learn of thee Will rob thee of their worship and goodwill. When it befalls poor mortal men to love, Should they find worthy objects for their loving, There is no fuller joy on earth to long for. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...I LOOK IN MY HEART by SARA TEASDALE PENITENTIAL PSALM: 6. DOMINE NE IN FURORE by THOMAS WYATT OLD IRONSIDES by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES EMBLEMS OF LOVE: 18. HARD TO BE PLEASED by PHILIP AYRES THE EMPTY BOTTLE by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 31. A QUESTION by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 8. THEE by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) |