Part 43 (1/2)
16
TRIOLET
When first we met we did not guess That Love would prove so hard a master; Of more than common friendliness When first we met we did not guess.
Who could foretell this sore distress, This irretrievable disaster When first we met?--We did not guess That Love would prove so hard a master.
17
TRIOLET
All women born are so perverse No man need boast their love possessing.
If nought seem better, nothing's worse: All women born are so perverse.
From Adam's wife, that proved a curse Though G.o.d had made her for a blessing, All women born are so perverse No man need boast their love possessing.
BOOK II
TO
THE MEMORY OF
G. M. H.
1
MUSE.
Will Love again awake, That lies asleep so long?
POET.
O hus.h.!.+ ye tongues that shake The drowsy night with song.
MUSE.
It is a lady fair Whom once he deigned to praise, That at the door doth dare Her sad complaint to raise.
POET.
She must be fair of face, As bold of heart she seems, If she would match her grace With the delight of dreams.
MUSE.
Her beauty would surprise Gazers on Autumn eves, Who watched the broad moon rise Upon the scattered sheaves.
POET.