Away and leave me, thou thing most abhorred That hast betrayed me to a worthless lord; Made me commit most fierce idolatry To a great image through thy luxury. Be thy next master's more unlucky muse, And, as thou hast mine, his hours, and youth abuse. Get him the time's long grudge, the court's ill will; And, reconciled, keep him suspected still. Make him lose all his friends; and, which is worse, Almost all ways, to any better course. With me thou leav'st an happier muse than thee, And which thou brought'st me, welcome poverty. She shall instruct my after-thoughts to write Things manly, and not smelling parasite. But I repent me: stay. Whoe'er is raised, For worth he has not, he is taxed, not praised. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CRYSTAL GAZER by SARA TEASDALE ELEGY: 16. ON HIS MISTRESS by JOHN DONNE LOVE AT SEA by THEOPHILE GAUTIER SNEEZING by JAMES HENRY LEIGH HUNT THE BIGLOW PAPERS. 2D SERIES: 2. JONATHAN TO JOHN by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL |