Now, fie on foolish love! It not befits Or man or woman know it; Love was not meant for people in their wits, And they that fondly show it Betray the straw and feathers in their brain, And shall have Bedlam for their pain. If single love be such a curse, To marry is to make it ten times worse. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FORERUNNERS by GEORGE HERBERT THE ALLEY. AN IMITATION OF SPENSER by ALEXANDER POPE MY CREED by HOWARD ARNOLD WALTER THE MAN WHO DREAMED OF FAERYLAND by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE BUILDERS OF THE ARK by MARIA ABDY |