For ever, Fortune, wilt thou prove An unrelenting foe to Love, And when we meet a mutual heart Come in between, and bid us part? Bid us sigh on from day to day, And wish and wish the soul away; Till youth and genial years are flown, And all the life of life is gone? But busy, busy, still art thou, To bind the loveless joyless vow, The heart from pleasure to delude, To join the gentle to the rude. For once, O Fortune, hear my prayer, And I absolve thy future care; All other blessings I resign, Make but the dear Amanda mine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: MRS. CHARLES BLISS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE OLD SANTA FE TRAIL by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON BERNARDO DEL CARPIO by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS WHAT THE ENGINE SAYS by ALEXANDER ANDERSON EXALTATION by HILDA WHILT ARCHER THE IMPROVISATORE: ALBERT AND EMILY by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |