'TIS true, I was a sturdy soldier once, And bravely under Cupid's banners fought: Disbanded now, his service I renounce, My warlike weapons serve for nought. Here! take my helmet, sword, and shield, My bow, my quiver, my artillery; Chloe has beaten me quite out of th' field, And leads me in captivity. Great Venus! thou that know'st what I have been, How able, and how true a friend to smocks! Revenge my quarrel on th' imperious quean, And pay her with a pox! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE EXEQUY [ON HIS WIFE] by HENRY KING (1592-1669) THE RAVAGED VILLA by HERMAN MELVILLE THE COMPLAINT OF THE FAIR ARMOURESS by FRANCOIS VILLON TO MY FRIEND MR. THOMAS FLATMAN, ON THE PUBLISHING OF THESE HIS POEMS by FRANCIS BARNARD (D. 1698) PIONEERS OF SOUTH DAKOTA by CHARLOTTE LOUISE BERTLESEN |