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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
COMPLAINS, BEING HIND'RED THE SIGHT OF HIS NYMPH, by PHILIP AYRES Poet's Biography First Line: To view these walls each night I come alone Last Line: I in a sea of mine own tears am drown'd. Subject(s): Love - Unrequited | |||
TO view these walls each night I come alone, And pay my adoration to the stone, Whence Joy and Peace are influenc'd on me, For 'tis the temple of my Deity. As nights and days an anxious wretch by stealth Creeps out to view the place which hoards his wealth, So to this house that keeps from me my heart, I come, look, traverse, weep, and then depart. She's fenc'd so strongly in on ev'ry side, Thought enters, but my footsteps are deny'd. Then sighs in vain I breathe, and tears let fall: Kiss a cold stone sometimes, or hug the wall. For like a merchant that rough seas has crost, Near home is shipwrack'd, and his treasure lost; So, toss'd in storms of sorrow, on firm ground, I in a sea of mine own tears am drown'd. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON TUTTO E SCIOLTO by JAMES JOYCE APPULDURCOMBE PARK by AMY LOWELL TALE OF THE MAYOR'S SON by GLYN MAXWELL ELEGY FOR AN ENEMY by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET ESSAY ON WHAT I THINK ABOUT MOST by ANNE CARSON ON A FAIR BEGGAR by PHILIP AYRES |
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