Love
The Incurable (Song)
From Lyric Poems, Made in Imitation of the Italians (1687)
Love
ONE, amongst Flowers, green Leaves, and the cool Grass
Takes his delight, and pleasant hours does pass,
This in a Cave can rest, or quiet Grove,
And that in Wars forgets the Thoughts of Love:
Some vent their Sighs to th' Air, and ease do find,
A Spring may quench the fever of the Mind.
But to my Grief no Remedy can bring,
Flowers, Leaves, Grass, Cave, Grove, Wars, the Air, nor Spring.
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Ayres, Philip. “The Incurable (Song).” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/ayres/9/.
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Ayres, Philip. “The Incurable (Song).” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/ayres/9/.
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