Cracked is the very foundation Of joys that Charinus must mourn, Still worshipped in deep admiration, Though the seat of enjoyment is gone; No more blessings the gods dream of granting, With curses the poor wretch enclasp, Leaving luckless Charinus still panting For pleasures he's no power to grasp. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOVERS, AND A REFLECTION by CHARLES STUART CALVERLEY TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS HOOD by BARTHOLOMEW SIMMONS THE ROSE OF PEACE by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS A SONG OF GOUNOD'S by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON PLAINT OF THE PINE by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON |