PAN lov'd his neighbour Echo, Echo strove To gain a nimble Satyr to her Love; this Satyr had on Lyda fixt his flame, Who on another swain had done the same. As Echo Pan, did Satyr Echo hate; And Lyda scorn'd the Satyr for her mate: Thus Love by contrarieties did burn, And each for Love and Hatred took the turn. For as these did the other's flame despise, As little those their lovers' passions prize: Then learn all you who never felt the pain, To love, as you may be belov'd again. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GROWING GRAY by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON O CAPTAIN! MY CAPTAIN! by WALT WHITMAN THESEUS AND ARIADNE by FRANCIS BEAUMONT ASTROPHEL'S SONG OF PHILLIDA AND CORYDON by NICHOLAS BRETON PLANTING by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN AIRS SUNG AT BROUGHAM CASTLE: THE LORDS WELCOME by THOMAS CAMPION |