Posted by: W. E. Poplaski | September 29, 2008

POEM OF THE DAY: Against Love

by Katherine Philips (1631 – 1664).

 

Against Love

 

Hence Cupid! with your cheating toys,

Your real griefs, and painted joys,

Your pleasure which itself destroys.

Lovers like men in fevers burn and rave,

And only what will injure them do crave.                           5

Men’s weakness makes love so severe,

They give him power by their fear,

And make the shackles which they wear.

Who to another does his heart submit,

Makes his own idol, and then worships it.                       10

Him whose heart is all his own,

Peace and liberty does crown,

He apprehends no killing frown.

He feels no raptures which are joys diseased,

And is not much transported, but still pleased.              15

 

Notes:

http://www.litencyc.com/php/speople.php?rec=true&UID=3551

http://www.jimandellen.org/orinda.ordering.poems.html

 

 

Hence, Cupid with your cheating Toies,
Your real Griefs, and painted Joies,
Your Pleasure which its elf destroies.
Love like men in Feavers burn and rave,
And only what will injure them do crave,
Men’s weakness makes Love so severe,
They give him power by their fear,
And make Shackles which they wear.
Who to another does his heart submit,
Makes his own Idols and then worships it.
Him whose heart is all his own,
Peace and liberty does crown,
He apprehends no killing frown.
He feels no raptures, which are joies diseas’d,
And is not much transported, but still pleas’d
(Saintsbury, No. 96, pp. 587-88)
, Thomas, Collected Works, I:214


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