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Won't you help support DayPoems? To Sir Robert Smyth, Paris, 1800.By Thomas Paine1737.1.29-1809.6.8As I will not attempt to rival your witty description of Love (in which you say, "Love is like paper, with a fool it is wit, with a wit it is folly"), I will retreat to sentiment, and try if I can match you there; and that I may start with a fair chance, I will begin with your own question, What Is Love? 'TIS that delightsome transport we can feel Which painters cannot paint, nor words reveal, Nor any art we know of can conceal. Canst thou describe the sunbeams to the blind, Or make him feel a shadow with his mind? So neither can we by description show This first of all felicities below. When happy Love pours magic o'er the soul. And all our thoughts in sweet delirium roll; When contemplation spreads her rainbow wings, And every flutter some new rapture brings; How sweetly then our moments glide away, And dreams repeat the raptures of the day; We live in ecstacy, to all things kind, For love can teach a moral to the mind. But are there not some other marks that prove, What it is this wonder of the soul, callâd love, O yes there are, but of a different kind, The dreadful horrors of a dismal mind: Some jealous fury throws her poison'd dart, And rends in pieces the distracted heart. When love's a tyrant, and the soul a slave, No hope remains to thought, but in the grave; In that dark den it sees an end to grief, And what was once its dread becomes relief. What are the iron chains that hands have wrought? The hardest chain to break is made of thought. Think well of this, ye lovers, and be kind, Nor play with torture on a tortured mind. DayPoems Poem No. 2592 Comment on DayPoems? If you are like us, you have strong feelings about poetry, and about each poem you read. Let it all out! Comment on this poem, any poem, DayPoems, other poetry places or the art of poetry at DayPoems Feedback. Won't you help support DayPoems? Click here to learn more about how you can keep DayPoems on the Web . . . Copyright The DayPoems web site, www.daypoems.net, is copyright 2001-2005 by Timothy K. Bovee. All rights reserved. The authors of poetry and other material appearing on DayPoems retain full rights to their work. Any requests for publication in other venues must be negotiated separately with the authors. The editor of DayPoems will gladly assist in putting interested parties in contact with the authors. |
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