Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LOVE'S PRIME, by THOMAS MAY First Line: Dear, do not your fair beauty wrong Last Line: And flies away from aged things. Subject(s): Carpe Diem | ||||||||
Dear, do not your fair beauty wrong In thinking still you are too young; The rose and lily in your cheek Flourish, and no more ripening seek; Inflaming beams shot from your eye Do show Love's midsummer is nigh; Your cherry lip, red, soft and sweet, Proclaims such fruit for taste is meet; Love is still young, a buxom boy, And younglings are allowed to toy: Then lose no time, for love hath wings, And flies away from aged things. | Other Poems of Interest...I HAVE NEWS FOR YOU by TONY HOAGLAND AMOUR by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON BUT NOW by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON GLAMOUR by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON I WANT TO LIVE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON UNDER A PATCHED SAIL by MARIANNE MOORE HORACE TO LEUCONOE by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON EPITAPH: FOR ONE WHO GAILY SOWED HIS OATS by COUNTEE CULLEN |
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