Now, fie on foolish love! It not befits Or man or woman know it; Love was not meant for people in their wits, And they that fondly show it Betray the straw and feathers in their brain, And shall have Bedlam for their pain. If single love be such a curse, To marry is to make it ten times worse. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPRINGTIDE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON BACKGROUND AND DESIGN by KAREN SWENSON COLLOQUE SENTIMENTAL by PAUL VERLAINE THE BIRDS by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS TO A MISTRESS DYING by WILLIAM DAVENANT |