ANOTHER Leonora once inspired Tasso, with fatal love to frenzy fired; But how much happier, lived he now, were he, Pierced with whatever pangs for love of thee! Since could he hear that heavenly voice of thine, With Adriana's lute of sound divine, Fiercer than Pentheus' though his eye might roll, Or idiot apathy benumb his soul, You still with medicinal sounds might cheer His senses wandering in a blind career; And, sweetly breathing through his wounded breast, Charm, with soul-soothing song, his thoughts to rest. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...COMFORT by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING SEVEN TIMES FOUR [ - MATERNITY] by JEAN INGELOW STEAMBOATS, VIADUCTS, AND RAILWAYS by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH THE STEAM-ENGINE: CANTO 6. ON THE CORK PACKET, 1837 by T. BAKER UNSOPHISTICATED WISHES, BY MISS JEMINA INGOLDSBY, AGED 15 by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM EPISTLE TO MR. M'ADAM; IN ANSWER TO AN OBLIGING LETTER ... by ROBERT BURNS |