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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONG, by GEORGE ETHEREGE First Line: Ladies, though to your conquering eyes Last Line: It is no armour for the heart. | |||
LADIES, though to your conquering eyes Love owes his chiefest victories, And borrows those bright arms from you With which he does the world subdue, Yet you yourselves are not above The empire nor the griefs of love. Then rack not lovers with disdain, Lest Love on you revenge their pain: You are not free because you're fair: The Boy did not his Mother spare. Beauty 's but an offensive dart: It is no armour for the heart. | 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 FIVE TREES by LOUIS UNTERMEYER GULF-WEED by CORNELIUS GEORGE FENNER TO AN UNBORN PAUPER CHILD by THOMAS HARDY HENRY PURCELL by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS SENTINEL SONGS: 1 by ABRAM JOSEPH RYAN TAKE HER, BREAK HER by ANACREON |
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