PAN lov'd his neighbour Echo, Echo strove To gain a nimble Satyr to her Love; this Satyr had on Lyda fixt his flame, Who on another swain had done the same. As Echo Pan, did Satyr Echo hate; And Lyda scorn'd the Satyr for her mate: Thus Love by contrarieties did burn, And each for Love and Hatred took the turn. For as these did the other's flame despise, As little those their lovers' passions prize: Then learn all you who never felt the pain, To love, as you may be belov'd again. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ODE ON THE PLEASURE ARISING FROM VICISSITUDE by THOMAS GRAY SONNET: ADDRESSED TO HAYDON (2) by JOHN KEATS THE OLD SWIMMIN'-HOLE by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY TO THE DUKE OF WELLINGTON ON HEARING HIM MISPRAISED by MATTHEW ARNOLD THE REPLY OF Q. HORATIUS FLACCUS TO A ROMAN 'ROUND-ROBIN' by ALFRED AUSTIN WEST END FAIR by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD |