Amyntas! whilst you Have an art to subdue, And can conquer a heart with a look or a smile; You pitiless grow, And no faith will allow; 'Tis the glory you seek when you rifle the spoil. Your soft warring eyes, When prepared for the prize, Can laugh at the aids of my feeble disdain; You can humble the foe, And soon make her to know, Though she arms her with pride, that her efforts are vain. But, shepherd! beware, Though a victor you are, A tyrant was never secure on his throne; Whilst proudly you aim New conquests to gain, Some hard-hearted nymph may return you your own! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AT THE BRITISH MUSEUM by RICHARD ALDINGTON MUSIC by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET THE SEMANTICS OF FLOWERS ON MEMORIAL DAY by BOB HICOK THE BUTCHER SHOP by DAVID IGNATOW MA LADY'S LIPS AM LIKE DE HONEY (NEGRO LOVE SONG) by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON A SEA-SHORE GRAVE by SIDNEY LANIER LIKE A BULRUSH by MARIANNE MOORE |