Love
To Mr. Butler
From Poems and Translations (1689)
Love
I In the flower of my days was poor,
Now Age comes creeping with unwelcome store.
Unhappy still! I can't my self enjoy:
My hopes of Heaven two Extreams destroy;
And will not let me my desires fulfil,
Then want of Power, now a want of Will.
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Codex Note
Translated from a Greek epigram. Printed sub-heading: A Greek EPIGRAM.
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MLA
Goodall, Charles. “To Mr. Butler.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/goodall/62/.
Chicago
Goodall, Charles. “To Mr. Butler.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/goodall/62/.
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