Cracked is the very foundation Of joys that Charinus must mourn, Still worshipped in deep admiration, Though the seat of enjoyment is gone; No more blessings the gods dream of granting, With curses the poor wretch enclasp, Leaving luckless Charinus still panting For pleasures he's no power to grasp. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DEFINITION OF LOVE by ANDREW MARVELL SONG OF THE BROAD-AXE by WALT WHITMAN TO A COUNTRY HOTEL TOWEL by ELMER CLEVELAND ADAMS ON READING 'VORTICIST POEM ON LOVE' by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS BLOOD ON THE WHEEL by ALEXANDER ANDERSON IDEOGRAM by ALFRED GOLDSWORTHY BAILEY |