Cupid, thou naughty boy, when thou wert loathed, Naked and blind, for vagabonding noted, Thy nakedness I in my reason clothed, Mine eyes I gave thee, so was I devoted. Fie, wanton, fie, who would show children kindness? No sooner he into mine eyes was gotten But straight he clouds them with a seeing blindness, Makes reason wish that reason were forgotten. From thence to Myra's eyes the wanton strayeth, Where while I charge him with ungrateful measure, So with fair wonders he mine eyes betrayeth, That my wounds and his wrongs become my pleasure; Till for more spite to Myra's heart he flyeth, Where living to the world, to me he dieth. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A BIRTHDAY by LOUIS UNTERMEYER HIS OWNE EPITAPH by FRANCOIS VILLON SONNET TO GEORGE SAND: 1. A RECOGNITION by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR by JAMES DAVID CORROTHERS THE YOUNG GLASS-STAINER by THOMAS HARDY LADY CLARA VERE DE VERE by ALFRED TENNYSON AT BAY RIDGE, LONG ISLAND by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH ALFARABI; THE WORLD-MAKER. A RHAPSODICAL FRAGMENT by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |