Some talke of Ganymede th'Idalian Boy, And some of faire Adonis make their boast, Some talke of him whom lovely Laeda lost, And some of Ecchoes love that was so coy. They speake by heere-say, I of perfect truth, They partially commend the persons named, And for them, sweet Encomions have framed: I onely t'him have sacrifiz'd my youth. As for those wonders of antiquitie, And those whom later ages have inioy'd, (But ah what hath not cruell death destroide? Death, that envies this worlds felicitie), They were (perhaps) lesse faire then Poets write. But he is fairer then I can indite. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SWAMP ANGEL by HERMAN MELVILLE SHUT OUT by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI ON TYING DAPHNE'S SHOE by J. STUART BRYAN ELEGY ON NEWSTEAD ABBEY by GEORGE GORDON BYRON THE FUNERAL OF CALAMITY by MARGARET LUCAS CAVENDISH SONG OF THE SPIRIT OF POVERTY by ELIZA COOK |