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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A SONNET TO OPIUM; CELEBRATING ITS VIRTUES, by ORESTES [PSEUD.] First Line: Soul-soothing drug! Your virtues let me laud Last Line: When maddening rapture goads to my vice my throbbing sense Alternate Author Name(s): Orestes Subject(s): Drugs & Drug Abuse;poetry & Poets | |||
SOUL-SOOTHING drug! your virtues let me laud, Which can with sov'reign sway Force lawless passion into harmless play! Oft have I owned your pow'r In many a moody hour, When grief with viper-tooth my heart hath gnawed. Still friendly to the plaintive muse, You can a balm infuse. If, sick with hopeless love, Too tenderly I mourn, You can the shaft of anguish quick remove; Or make desire's destructive flame less fiercely burn: Guardian you are of Julia's innocence, When madd'ning rapture goads to vice my throbbing sense. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ENVY OF OTHER PEOPLE'S POEMS by ROBERT HASS THE NINETEENTH CENTURY AS A SONG by ROBERT HASS THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN OXOTA: A SHORT RUSSIAN NOVEL: CHAPTER 192 by LYN HEJINIAN LET ME TELL YOU WHAT A POEM BRINGS by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA JUNE JOURNALS 6/25/88 by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA FOLLOW ROZEWICZ by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA HAVING INTENDED TO MERELY PICK ON AN OIL COMPANY, THE POEM GOES AWRY by HICOK. BOB TIS A LITTLE JOURNEY by ANONYMOUS |
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