Could we stop the time that's flying Or recall it when 'tis past Put far off the day of Dying Or make Youth for ever last To Love would then be worth our cost. But since we must loose those Graces Which at first your hearts have won And you seek for in new Faces When our Spring of Life is done It would but urge our ruin on Free as Nature's first intention Was to make us, I'll be found Nor by subtle Man's invention Yield to be in Fetters bound By one that walks a freer round. Marriage does bit slightly tie Men Whil'st close Prisoners we remain They the larger Slaves of Hymen Still are begging Love again At the full length of their chain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PENDULUM by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON PRAYER FOR COURAGE by LOUIS UNTERMEYER THE LAST CHANTEY by RUDYARD KIPLING SONNETS ON PICTURES: MARY MAGDALEN AT THE DOOR OF SIMON THE PHARISEE by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI AGAMEMNON: HELEN. CHORUS by AESCHYLUS BLACK GIRL by ASCLEPIADES OF SAMOS |