On sending her my last songs THESE my last songs accept! wherein my muse Paints love, who with me will no longer stay; Vaunts glory, shade, which doth our hopes abuse, Which one day gives and the next takes away. The first a god for whom you nothing care, The other doth your ardent soul enthrall; Hortense, of love, for my part I declare, He is the least deceiving god of all. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...UPON HIS DEPARTURE HENCE by ROBERT HERRICK IN THE VALLEY OF THE ELWY by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS THE ABBOT OF INISFALEN by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM SATIRE: 4 by AULUS PERSIUS FLACCUS THE FORLORN ONE by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM |