IN vain you tell your parting lover, You wish fair winds may waft him over. Alas! what winds can happy prove, That bear me far from what I love! Alas! what dangers on the main Can equal those that I sustain, From slighted vows, and cold disdain! Be gentle, and in pity choose To wish the wildest tempests loose: That, thrown again upon the coast, Where first my shipwrecked heart was lost, I may once more repeat my pain; Once more in dying notes complain Of slighted vows, and cold disdain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BEGGAR'S HOLIDAY, FR. BEGGAR'S BUSH by JOHN FLETCHER SONNET: TO FANNY by JOHN KEATS HYMN OF PAN by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY MAKE FRIENDS by ALI IBN ABU TALIB A WORD TO THE WEST END by THOMAS ASHE THE PROEM. TO LOVE by PHILIP AYRES MY DEAREST WIFE by WILLIAM BARNES SONNET: 2 by RICHARD BARNFIELD A POEM, DEDICATED TO WILLIAM LAW, PROFESSOR OF PHILOSOPHY by ROBERT BLAIR |