BEGONE, begone thou perjured man, And never more return, For know that thy inconstancy Hath changed my love to scorn. Thou hast awaked me, and I can See clearly there's no truth in man. My love to thee was chaste and pure As is the morning dew, And 'twas alone like to endure Had'st thou not proved untrue; But I'm awaked and now I can See clearly there's no truth in man. Thou may'st perhaps prevail upon Some other to believe thee, And since thou canst love more than one, Ne'er think that it shall grieve me; For th'hast awaked me, and I can See clearly there's no truth in man. By thy apostasy I find That love is placed amiss, And can't continue in the mind Where virtue wanting is; I'm now resolved, and know there can No constant thought remain in man. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...YOU KNOW WHAT PEOPLE SAY by JAMES GALVIN THE STARLING; SONNET by AMY LOWELL TWO POEMS FROM THE WAR: 1 by ARCHIBALD MACLEISH DOMESDAY BOOK: FINDING OF THE BODY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS COUNSEIL TO A BACHELER by MARIANNE MOORE GEORGE MOORE by MARIANNE MOORE |