LEND your ears to my sorrow, Good people that have any pity, For no eyes will I borrow: Mine own shall grace my doleful ditty: Chant then, my voice, though rude, like to my rhyming, And tell forth my grief, which here in sad despair Can find no ease of tormenting. Once I lived, once I knew delight, No grief did shadow then my pleasure: Graced with love, cheered with beauty's sight, Enjoyed alone true heavenly treasure; O, what a heaven is love firmly embraced, Such power alone can fix delight In fortune's bosom ever placed. Cold as ice frozen is that heart, Where thought of love no time could enter: Such of life reap the poorest part, Whose weight cleaves to this earthly centre; Mutual joys in heart's truly united Do earth to heavenly state convert, Like heaven still in itself delighted. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A CHILD'S THOUGHT OF GOD by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING BELISARIUS by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE LOVER AND THE BIRDS by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM A CHRISTMAS SONG by WILLIAM COX BENNETT MAGIC TOURS by CHARLOTTE LOUISE BERTLESEN LI HUA'S MESSENGER by PETER BETHANIS SANDY STAR: 2. LAUGHING IT OUT by WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE |