O WHITHER dost thou flye? Cannot my vow Intreat thee tarry? Thou wert here but now, And thou art gone: like ships which plough the sea, And leave no print for man to tracke their way. O unseene wealth! who thee did husband, can Out-vie the jewels of the ocean, The mines of th'earth! One sigh well spent in thee Had beene a purchase for eternity! We will not loose thee then. Castara, where Shall we find out this hidden sepulcher; And wee'le revive him. Not the cruell stealth Of fate shall rob us of so great a wealth. Undone in thrift! while we besought his stay, Ten of his fellow moments fled away. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LOVER'S MESSAGE; SONG by JOHN DRYDEN HESPERUS THE BRINGER by SAPPHO VERSES ADDRESSED TO IMITATOR OF FIRST SATIRE OF HORACE by MARY WORTLEY MONTAGU APPLE-BLOSSOM by MATHILDE BLIND GOB-NY-USHTEY (WATER'S MOUTH) by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN ON THE AUTHOR'S BIRTHDAY by ISAAC HAWKINS BROWNE THE FOREGOING CRITICISM, IN ENGLISH VERSE by JOHN BYROM FOURTH BOOK OF AIRS: TO JOHN MOUNSON, SON AND HEIR TO SIR THOMAS by THOMAS CAMPION SONNET: HE RAILS AGAINST DANTE, WHO CENSURED HIS HOMAGE TO BECCHINA by CECCO ANGIOLIERI DA SIENA |