What though I have transgrest against thy will? And run as idle ways as many other? I am not minded to pursue them still, If thou no more wilt thy affections smother; And know, Azile, that the chiefest cause Of all mishaps, sprung first from thy unkindness, It is a statute made in Cupid's laws, @3Neglected lovers spend their days in blindness:@1 And so it is, when once depriv'd the bliss Of constant love, we other blessings miss. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ADAM AND HIS FATHER by KAREN SWENSON FROM THE DARK TOWER by COUNTEE CULLEN SONNET: 27 by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL SONNET: 102 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE EVOLUTION by JOHN BANISTER TABB PRAYER OF COLUMBUS by WALT WHITMAN IMPRESSIONS: LA FUITE DE LA LUNE by OSCAR WILDE SONNET WRITTEN IN THE FALL OF 1914: 2 by GEORGE EDWARD WOODBERRY VERSES, RESPECTFULLY & AFFECTIONALLY INSCRIBED TO PROFESSIONAL FRIEND by BERNARD BARTON |