AND TAKEN OUT OF THE TRANSLATION OF OVID'S "EPISTLES What strange surprise to meet such words as these (Such terms of horror were ne'er chose to please) -- To meet, midst pleasures of a jovial night, Words that can only give amaze and fright: No gentle thought that does to love invite! Were it not better for your arms t' employ Grasping a lover in pursuit of joy, Than handling sword and pen, weapons unfit? Your sex gains conquest by their charms and wit. Of writers slain I could with pleasure hear, Approve of fights, o'erjoyed to cause a tear -- So slain, I mean, that she should soon revive, Pleased in my arms to find herself alive. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MY GARDEN by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN ORPHEUS AND EURYDICE: THE POWER OF MUSIC by SAMUEL LISLE ULTIMA THULE: DEDICATION by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW WRAITH by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY AT MIDSUMMER by LOUISE CHANDLER MOULTON ODES II, 10 by QUINTUS HORATIUS FLACCUS BEN JONSON ENTERTAINS A MAN FROM STRATFORD by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON |