Calling to mind, since first my love begun, Th' uncertain times oft varying in their course, How things still unexpectedly have run, As it please the Fates, by their resistless force. Lastly mine eyes amazedly have seen Essex' great fall, Tyrone his peace to gain; The quiet end of that long-living Queen; This King's fair entrance; and our peace with Spain, We and the Dutch at length ourselves to sever. Thus the world doth and evermore shall reel; Yet to my Goddess am I constant ever, Howe'er blind Fortune turn her giddy wheel. Though Heav'n and Earth prove both to me untrue, Yet am I still inviolate to you. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ODE ON THE SPRING by THOMAS GRAY OVERLOOKING THE RIVER STOUR by THOMAS HARDY RACHEL by WILLIAM H. ARMSTRONG III TO HIS GRACE, GEORGE DUKE OF NORTHUMBERLAND by PHILIP AYRES A HOUSE IN FESTUBERT by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN PERUGIA by AMELIA JOSEPHINE BURR THE WORLD PLAY by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON OBSERVATIONS IN THE ART OF ENGLISH POESY: 15. TROCHAIC VERSE: THE ELEVENTH EPIGRAM by THOMAS CAMPION |