JOYS that pass away like this, Alas! are purchased dear, If every beam of bliss Is follow'd by a tear. Fare thee well, oh, fare thee well! Soon, too soon, thou hast broke the spell. Oh! I ne'er can love again The girl, whose faithless art, Could break so dear a chain, And with it break my heart. Once, when truth was in those eyes, How beautiful they shone, But, now that lustre flies, For truth, alas! is gone. Fare thee well, oh, fare thee well! How I've loved my hate shall tell. Oh! how lorn, how lost would prove Thy wretched victim's fate, If, when deceived in love, He could not fly to hate. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WIFE, CHILDREN AND FRIENDS by WILLIAM ROBERT SPENCER TO A LADY TO ANSWER DIRECTLY WITH YEA OR NAY by THOMAS WYATT KNOW THYSELF by WILLIAM ARBUTHNOT HE SAW MY HEART'S WOE by CHARLOTTE BRONTE SONNET by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) |