ANOTHER Leonora once inspired Tasso, with fatal love to frenzy fired; But how much happier, lived he now, were he, Pierced with whatever pangs for love of thee! Since could he hear that heavenly voice of thine, With Adriana's lute of sound divine, Fiercer than Pentheus' though his eye might roll, Or idiot apathy benumb his soul, You still with medicinal sounds might cheer His senses wandering in a blind career; And, sweetly breathing through his wounded breast, Charm, with soul-soothing song, his thoughts to rest. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WHAT HAVE YOU DONE? by PAUL VERLAINE REASONS FOR DRINKING by HENRY ALDRICH ADDRESS TO THE UNCO GUID, OR THE RIGIDLY RIGHTEOUS by ROBERT BURNS REQUIEM FOR ONE SLAIN IN BATTLE by GEORGE LUNT GREAT BELL ROLAND; SUGGESTED BY PRESIDENT'S CALL VOLUNTEERS by THEODORE TILTON |