Satan, no woman, yet a wand'ring spirit, When he saw ships sail two ways with one wind, Of sailor's trade he hell did disinherit; The Devil himself loves not a half-fast mind. The Satyr, when he saw the shepherd blow To warm his hands and make his pottage cool, Manhood forswears, and half a beast did know; Nature with double breath is put to school. Cupid doth head his shafts in women's faces, Where smiles and tears dwell ever near together, Where all the arts of change give passion graces; While these clouds threaten, who fears not the weather? Sailors and Satyrs, Cupid's knights, and I, Fear women that swear, nay, and know they lie. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: ELMER BARR by EDGAR LEE MASTERS NIGHT AND DAY by SIDNEY LANIER INSCRIPTIONS: 4 by MARK AKENSIDE HOMAGE TO QUINTUS SEPTIMIUS FLORENTIS CHRISTIANUS (1) by ANYTE CHOPIN'S NOCTURNE IN G MINOR by ARLO BATES ANNIVERSARIUM BAPTISMI (5) by JOSEPH BEAUMONT A JAPANESE EVENING by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN FOUR EPISTLES: MIRACLE AT THE FEAST OF PENTECOST: 2 by JOHN BYROM |