Hey, rose, just born
Twin to a thorn;
Was't so with you, O Love and Scorn?
Sweet eyes that smiled,
Now wet and wild:
O Eye and Tear- mother and child.
Well: Love and Pain
Be kinfolks twain;
Yet would, Oh would I could Love again.
obviously Lanier had poetic skills but I think he had better skills than topic in this poem and then there is the gap in age between us
Oh eye and tear- mother and child, Sweet eyes that smiled, Now wet and wild Captivating and stunning diction. Thanks for sharing it here.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great poem from a different time.