Kings that in youth, like all things else, are fine Have some who for their childish faults are beaten; When more years unto greater vice incline, Some, whom the world doth for their errors threaten; So Cupid, you, who boast of prince's blood, For women's princelike weaknesses are blamed, And common error, yet not understood, Makes you for their newfangleness, defamed. Poor women swear, they ignorant of harms, With gentle minds perchance take easy motions; Sweet nature yielding to the pleasing charms Of man's false lust disguised with devotion; But which are worse, kings ill or easily led, Schools of this truth are yet not brought a-bed. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JOHN BROWN OF OSAWATOMIE [OCTOBER 16, 1859] by EDMUND CLARENCE STEDMAN PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 51. ASH-SHAHID by EDWIN ARNOLD ENTERTAINMENT GIVEN BY LORD KNOWLES: SONG BY THE GARDNER'S BOY AND MAN by THOMAS CAMPION TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 4. THE OCEAN OF SEX by EDWARD CARPENTER FIELD BURIAL by CARROLL CARSTAIRS AT BEETHOVEN'S FUNERAL by IGNAZ FRANZ CASTELLI BOND STREET by PATRICK REGINALD CHALMERS |