Fair charmer cease, nor make your voice's prize A heart resign'd the conquest of your eyes: Well might, alas! that threaten'd vessel fail, Which winds and lightning both at once assail. We were too blest with these inchanting lays, Which must be heav'nly when an angel plays; But killing charms your lover's death contrive, Lest heav'nly musick should be heard alive. Orpheus could charm the trees, but thus a tree Taught by your hand, can charm no less than he; A poet made the silent wood pursue; This vocal wood had drawn the poet too. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VILLAGE IN LATE SUMMER by CARL SANDBURG TO NATURE by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE CEREMONIES FOR CANDLEMASSE EVE by ROBERT HERRICK THE BOYS by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES THE TABLES TURNED by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH AN ELEGY by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) |