SAY fond lover, canst thou prove Ought that is not bad of Love? If thou canst I will again Suffer that delightful pain; Though I think thou canst not say Love is good in any way. All his laughter ends in tears, All his hope is fraught with fears. His delights Last but a day And then vanish quite away. An un-christian lord is Love I will from his thrall remove. Yet I see within thine eyes Light that not in others' lies; Yes, 'tis true, Joys lovers own That belong to them alone. Give me, Love, those joys once more, And I will observe thy lore. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE HOUSE OF DUST: 1 by CONRAD AIKEN AUGUST FIRST by HAYDEN CARRUTH SONG: SO OFTEN, SO LONG I HAVE THOUGHT by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE HILL ABOVE THE MINE by MALCOLM COWLEY DRUMS AND BRASS by DONALD (GRADY) DAVIDSON LITTLE SON by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |