Oft with true sighs, oft with uncalled tears, Now with slow words, now with dumb eloquence, I Stella's eyes assail, invade her ears; But this at last is her sweet-breathed defence: That who indeed infelt affection bears, So captives to his saint both soul and sense That wholly hers, all selfness he forbears; Thence his desires he learns, his life's course thence. Now since her chaste mind hates this love in me, With chastened mind I straight must show that she Shall quickly me from what she hates remove. O doctor Cupid, thou for me reply; Driven else to grant, by angel's sophistry, That I love not, without I leave to love. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONG: SO OFTEN, SO LONG I HAVE THOUGHT by HAYDEN CARRUTH HYBRIDS OF WAR: A MORALITY POEM: 3. THAILALND by KAREN SWENSON TO THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES THE PATH-FLOWER by OLIVE TILFORD DARGAN THE BALLAD OF THE FOXHUNTER by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS FALSE FRIEND by GHALIB IBN RIBAH AL-HAJJAM A LULLABY by LAWRENCE ALMA-TADEMA |