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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SAD SONG, FR. THE CAPTAIN, by JOHN FLETCHER Poet's Biography First Line: Away, delights! Go seek some other dwelling Last Line: With thee! Men cannot mock us in the clay.' Variant Title(s): Farewell, False Love! Subject(s): Consolation | |||
AWAY, delights! go seek some other dwelling, For I must die. Farewell, false love! thy tongue is ever telling Lie after lie. For ever let me rest now from thy smarts; Alas, for pity go And fire their hearts That have been hard to thee! Mine was not so. Never again deluding love shall know me, For I will die; And all those griefs that think to overgrow me Shall be as I: For ever will I sleep, while poor maids cry -- 'Alas, for pity stay, And let us die With thee! Men cannot mock us in the clay.' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SHAKESPEARE'S GRAVE by ROBINSON JEFFERS RECOMPENSE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE WILLOW by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON EINSTEIN by ARCHIBALD MACLEISH HOLDERLIN'S JOURNEY by EDWIN MUIR THE PRODIGAL SON by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON ILKA BLADE O' GRASS KEPS ITS AIN DRAP O' DEW by JAMES BALLANTYNE COMFORT by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING ASPATIA'S SONG, FR. THE MAID'S TRAEGDY by JOHN FLETCHER |
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