IN arms and policy and books Prince Victor was a Prince indeed. Amanda, Princess of sweet looks, Of such things had no heed. But once, both acting in a Play, Victor, who found it in his Part, Gave the cold Maid, with all his heart, A kiss which took her breath away; And, thenceforth, they were hand and glove, He Prince in arms, books, policy, Prince of Amanda too, and she A little, laughing flame of love. 'Arms, policy and books must go,' He sigh'd, 'since she loves kisses so!' But she, his bee by honey caught, Would only now her sweetness yield For meed of arduous honour, sought In Study, Parliament, or Field. And ever thus from kisses grow The thoughts that soar 'bove kisses so! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...APRIL'S LAMBS by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES ECHOES: 6 by WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY THE DYING WORDS OF STONEWALL JACKSON by SIDNEY LANIER RELIGIOUS ISOLATION, TO A REPUBLICAN FRIEND by MATTHEW ARNOLD THE MUSIC O' THE DEAD by WILLIAM BARNES |