If I would wish, for truth, and not for show, The aged Saturn's age, and rites to know; If I would strive to bring back times, and try The world's pure gold, and wise simplicity; If I would virtue set, as she was young, And hear her speak with one, and her first tongue; If holiest friendship, naked to the touch, I would restore, and keep it ever such; I need no other arts, but study thee: Who prov'st, all these were, and again may be. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONG FOR A VIOLA D'AMORE by AMY LOWELL IMPRESSION by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE WIDOW MALONE by CHARLES JAMES LEVER THE SUPLIANTS: IO. CHORUS by AESCHYLUS NATALITIUM: MARTIJ 13, 1643 by JOSEPH BEAUMONT THE EVENING OF THE YEAR by MATHILDE BLIND |