Classic and Contemporary Poetry
NO SORROW PECULIAR TO THE SUFFERER, by VINCENT BOURNE Poet's Biography First Line: The lover, in melodious verses Last Line: Nor thou alone hast lost thy wits. Subject(s): Grief; Sorrow; Sadness | ||||||||
THE lover, in melodious verses, His singular distress rehearses, Still closing with a rueful cry, "Was ever such a wretch as I?" Yes! thousands have endured before All thy distress; some, haply more. Unnumbered Corydons complain, And Strephons, of the like disdain: And if thy Chloe be of steel, Too deaf to hear, too hard to feel; Not her alone that censure fits, Nor thou alone hast lost thy wits. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONOMA FIRE by JANE HIRSHFIELD AS THE SPARKS FLY UPWARDS by JOHN HOLLANDER WHAT GREAT GRIEF HAS MADE THE EMPRESS MUTE by JUNE JORDAN CHAMBER MUSIC: 19 by JAMES JOYCE DIRGE AT THE END OF THE WOODS by LEONIE ADAMS A MANUAL MORE ANCIENT THAT THE ART OF PRINTING ... by VINCENT BOURNE |
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