NOT Hercules himself did undertake Such toilsome labours for his mistress' sake: As I for many years with endless pain, The slave of Love, Love's fatigues sustain. Tho' he slew Hydra; from th' Infernal King, Did the three-headed yelping porter bring; Tyrants destroy'd; Nemaean lion tare, And Atlas' burden on his shoulders bare. To stand the scorns of an imperious brow; Resist such hate as would no truce allow; A stubborn heart by patient suff'ring, tame; And with weak rhythms, exalt her glorious name; Are acts shall more the world with wonder fill, Than his who did so many monsters kill; Conquer a crafty bull; disturb Hell's Court; Th' Hesperian garden rob, and Heav'n support. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BURNING DAWN by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE SMALL SELF AND THE LIBERAL SELF by JAMES GALVIN PROVING by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON LITTLE BROTHER'S STORY by KATHERINE MANSFIELD THE ITINERANT POET'S ROAD SONG by KAREN SWENSON |