Satan, no woman, yet a wand'ring spirit, When he saw ships sail two ways with one wind, Of sailor's trade he hell did disinherit; The Devil himself loves not a half-fast mind. The Satyr, when he saw the shepherd blow To warm his hands and make his pottage cool, Manhood forswears, and half a beast did know; Nature with double breath is put to school. Cupid doth head his shafts in women's faces, Where smiles and tears dwell ever near together, Where all the arts of change give passion graces; While these clouds threaten, who fears not the weather? Sailors and Satyrs, Cupid's knights, and I, Fear women that swear, nay, and know they lie. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BEGGAR'S OPERA: SONG. AIR 16: OVER THE HILLS AND FAR AWAY by JOHN GAY THE PRINCESS: [BUGLE] SONG by ALFRED TENNYSON A DRINKING SONG by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS MEARY'S SMILE by WILLIAM BARNES BEYOND THE ATOM by JANICE BLANCHARD WITH ETERNITY STANDING BY by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |