Treasure Island

Anonymous


Icarus, Robert Jones's Second Book of Songs and Airs


LOVE wing'd my Hopes and taught me how to fly
Far from base earth, but not to mount too high:
   For true pleasure
   Lives in measure,
   Which if men forsake,
Blinded they into folly run and grief for pleasure take.

But my vain Hopes, proud of their new-taught flight,
Enamour'd sought to woo the sun's fair light,
   Whose rich brightness
   Moved their lightness
   To aspire so high
That all scorch'd and consumed with fire now drown'd in woe they lie.

And none but Love their woeful hap did rue,
For Love did know that their desires were true;
   Though fate frowned,
   And now drowned
   They in sorrow dwell,
It was the purest light of heav'n for whose fair love they fell.

Submitted: Saturday, January 04, 2003

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