I have lost my mistress, horse and wife, And when I think of human life, Cry mercy 'twas no worse. My mistress sickly, poor and old, My wife damn'd ugly, and a scold,— I am sorry for my horse. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A CELEBRATION OF CHARIS: 4. HER TRIUMPH by BEN JONSON WHAT OF THE DARKNESS?; TO THE HAPPY DEAD PEOPLE by RICHARD THOMAS LE GALLIENNE THE ALTAR STONE by RICHARD ALEXANDER LESSONS FROM THE GORSE by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING LOVED ONCE by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING FAREWELL TO ELIZA by ROBERT BURNS BALLAD TO THE TUNE OF 'TO PARLIAMENT THE QUEEN IS GONE' by PATRICK CAREY |