Song : 'Love Armed' Poem by Aphra Behn
Song : 'Love Armed'
Love in fantastic triumph sat,
Whilst bleeding hearts around him flow'd,
For whom fresh pains he did create,
And strange tyrannic power he shew'd;
From thy bright eyes he took his fire,
Which round about in sport he hurl'd;
But 'twas from mine he took desire
Enough to undo the amorous world.
From me he took his sighs and tears,
From thee his pride and cruelty;
From me his languishments and fears,
And every killing dart from thee;
Thus thou and I the God have arm'd,
And set him up a Deity;
But my poor heart alone is harm'd,
Whilst thine the victor is, and free.
To love is to be pierced. To languish in unrequited love the worst tyranny. Very nicely executed classic poetry.
A bit like Shakespeare meets Harlequin Books but in a good way.
A beautifully envisioned love song narrating love's all shades and side effects.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Love in fantastic triumph sat, Whilst bleeding hearts around him flow'd,