Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch

(21 November 1863 – 12 May 1944 / England)

An Oath


A month ago Lysander pray'd
To Jove, to Cupid, and to Venus,
That he might die if he betray'd
A single vow that pass'd between us.
Ah, careless gods, to hear so ill
And cheat a maid on you relying!
For false Lysander's thriving still,
And 'tis Corinna lies a-dying.

Submitted: Wednesday, April 21, 2010

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