Cracked is the very foundation Of joys that Charinus must mourn, Still worshipped in deep admiration, Though the seat of enjoyment is gone; No more blessings the gods dream of granting, With curses the poor wretch enclasp, Leaving luckless Charinus still panting For pleasures he's no power to grasp. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SAVORING THE PAST by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE COLOR SERGEANT by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON MOTHER JUNKIE by CLARENCE MAJOR CHILD OF MY HEART by EDWIN MARKHAM CHRISTMAS AT INDIAN POINT by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE LANDSCAPE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |