Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PIGNUS AMORIS, by GEORGE GORDON BYRON Poet's Biography First Line: As by the fix'd decrees of heaven Last Line: For dear I was to him who gave it. Alternate Author Name(s): Byron, Lord; Byron, 6th Baron Subject(s): Transience | ||||||||
As by the fix'd decrees of Heaven, 'T is vain to hope that Joy can last; The dearest boon that Life has given, To me is -- visions of the past. For these this toy of blushing hue I prize with zeal before unknown, It tells me of a Friend I knew, Who loved me for myself alone. It tells me what how few can say Though all the social tie commend; Recorded in my heart 't will lay, It tells me mine was once a Friend. Through many a weary day gone by, With time the gift is dearer grown; And still I view in Memory's eye That teardrop sparkle through my own. And heartless Age perhaps will smile, Or wonder whence those feelings sprung; Yet let not sterner souls revile, For Both were open, Both were young. And Youth is sure the only time, When Pleasure blends no base alloy; When Life is blest without a crime, And Innocence resides with Joy. Let those reprove my feeble Soul, Who laugh to scorn Affection's name; While these impose a harsh controul, All will forgive who feel the same Then still I wear my simple toy, With pious care from wreck I'll save it; And this will form a dear employ For dear I was to him who gave it. | Discover our poem explanations - click here!Other Poems of Interest...FROM THE SPANISH by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON CHAMBER MUSIC: 17 by JAMES JOYCE SOUTHERN GOTHIC by DONALD JUSTICE THE BEACH IN AUGUST by WELDON KEES THE MAN SPLITTING WOOD IN THE DAYBREAK by GALWAY KINNELL THE SEEKONK WOODS by GALWAY KINNELL |
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