Samuel Daniel
Samuel Daniel
(1562 - 1620 / England)
Poems by Samuel Daniel : 8 / 71
Love Is A Sickness - Poem by Samuel Daniel
LOVE is a sickness full of woes,
All remedies refusing;
A plant that with most cutting grows,
Most barren with best using.
Why so?
More we enjoy it, more it dies;
If not enjoy'd, it sighing cries--
Heigh ho!
Love is a torment of the mind,
A tempest everlasting;
And Jove hath made it of a kind
Not well, nor full nor fasting.
Why so?
More we enjoy it, more it dies;
If not enjoy'd, it sighing cries--
Heigh ho!
Poems by Samuel Daniel : 8 / 71
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2003
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Excellent Poem
And why so is something which nobody could answer. (Report) Reply
Sometimes the simplicity of the message is enough to speak volumes. A sumptuously apt work that I agree concurrently. (Report) Reply
From Hymen's Triumph Act I The song of the first Chorus (right at the end) (Report) Reply