CHLORIS, whilst thou and I were free, Wedded to nought but liberty, How sweetly happy did we live, How free to promise, free to give? Then, Monarchs of ourselves, we might Love here, or there, to change delight, And ti'd to none, with all dispense, Paying each Love its recompense. But in that happy freedom, we Were so improvidently free, To give away our liberties; And now in fruitful sorrow pine At what we are, what might have been, Had thou, or I, or both been wise. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AN HYMN TO THE EVENING by PHILLIS WHEATLEY LET NO BIRD SING by VERNE TAYLOR BENEDICT AUTUMN LOVE by ALEXANDER (ALEKSANDR) ALEXANDROVICH BLOK SACRED FRUIT by HAZEL MCGEE BOWMAN FORGETFULNESS by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH LYNTON VERSES: 5 by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN A VERMONT AUCTIONEER by DANIEL LEAVENS CADY |