THOU cruel Fair, I go To seek out any Fate but thee, Since there is none can wound me so, Nor that has half thy cruelty; Thou cruel Fair, I go. For ever, then, farewell, 'Tis a long leave I take, but oh! To tarry with thee here is Hell, And twenty thousand Hells to go, For ever, though, farewell. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SIMON SURNAMED PETER by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE NIGHTINGALE AND THE GLOW-WORM by WILLIAM COWPER A DISAPPOINTMENT by JOANNA BAILLIE THE GENTLE CHECK by JOSEPH BEAUMONT NEW YEAR'S EVE by MATHILDE BLIND SECTION GANG: AFTERNOON by NORMAN BOLKER |