Oh! that Id had a tear to've quencht that flame Which did dissolve the Heavens above Into those liquid drops that Came To drown our Carnall love. Our cheeks were dry and eyes refusde to weep. Tears bursting out ran down the skies darke Cheek. Were th'Heavens sick? must wee their Doctors bee And physick them with pills, our sin? To make them purg and Vomit, see, And Excrements out fling? We've griev'd them by such Physick that they shed Their Excrements upon our lofty heads. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CREATION by CECIL FRANCES ALEXANDER A DAY DREAM by EMILY JANE BRONTE SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 14 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING THE AGONY [AGONIE] by GEORGE HERBERT UPON THE DEATH OF SIR ALBERT MORTON'S WIFE by MARCUS VALERIUS MARTIALIS SONNET: 130 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE |