William Cowper

(26 November 1731 – 25 April 1800 / Hertfordshire)

No Sorrow Peculiar To The Sufferer - Poem by William Cowper

The lover, in melodious verses,
His singular distress rehearses;
Still closing with a rueful cry,
'Was ever such a wretch as I!'
Yes! thousands have endured before
All thy distress; some, haply, more.
Unnumber’d Corydons complain,
And Strephons, of the like disdain;
And if thy Chloe be of steel,
Too deaf to hear, too hard to feel;
Not her alone that censure fits,
Nor thou alone hast lost thy wits.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 13, 2010



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