AS Cupid roguishly one day, Had all alone stole out to play; The Muses caught the little, little, little knave, And captive Love to Beauty gave: The Muses caught the little, little, little knave, And captive Love to Beauty gave: The laughing dame soon miss'd her son, And here and there, and here and there, And here and there distracted run; Distracted run, and here and there, And here and there, and here and there distracted run: And still his liberty to gain, his liberty to gain, Offers his ransom, But in vain, in vain, in vain; The willing, willing prisoner still hugs his chain, And vows he'll ne'er be free, And vows he'll ne'er be free, No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, No, no, no, no, no he'll ne'er be free again, No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, No, no no, no, no he'll ne'er be free again. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A PORTRAIT OF MY ROOF by JAMES GALVIN INDEPENDENCE DAY, 1956, A FAIRY TALE by JAMES GALVIN THE SACRAL DREAMS OF RAMON FERNANDEZ by JAMES GALVIN THE WILLOW by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON MA LADY'S LIPS AM LIKE DE HONEY (NEGRO LOVE SONG) by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON |