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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A SONG, by GEORGE ETHEREGE First Line: Ye happy swains, whose hearts are free Last Line: The cruel with despair! | |||
Ye happy swains, whose hearts are free From love's imperial chain, Take warning and be taught by me, T' avoid th' enchanting pain. Fatal the wolves to trembling flocks, Fierce winds to blossoms prove, To careless seamen hidden rocks, To human quiet love. Fly the fair sex, if bliss you prize; The snake's beneath the flower: Whoever gazed on beauteous eyes That tasted quiet more? How faithless is the lover's joy! How constant is their care, The kind with falsehood to destroy, The cruel with despair! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO A VERY YOUNG LADY by GEORGE ETHEREGE UPON THE DOWNS by GEORGE ETHEREGE CONTRA MORTEM: THE SUN by HAYDEN CARRUTH WAR VERSE (1914) by EZRA POUND THE GOLDEN NET by WILLIAM BLAKE ARIZONA POEMS: 4. THE WINDMILLS by JOHN GOULD FLETCHER THE MEETING OF THE WATERS by THOMAS MOORE PSALM 137 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE A PRAYER by WARREN K. BILLINGS |
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