A Love Song
By the fierce flames of Love I'm in a sad taking, I'm singed like a pig that is hung up for bacon, My stomach is scorched like an over-done mutton-chop, That for want of gravy wont afford a single drop. Love, love, love is like a dizziness, Wont let a poor man go about his business. My great toes and little toes are burnt to a cinder, As a hot burning-glass burns a dish-cloth to tinder, As cheese by a hot salamander is roasted, By beauty that's red-hot, like a cheese am I toasted. Love, love, love is like a dizziness, Wont let a poor man go about his business. Attend all young lovers, who after ladies dandle, I'm singed like a duck's foot over a candle, By this that and t'other, I'm treated uncivil, Like a gizzard I'm peppered, and then made a devil. Love, love, love is like a dizziness, Wont let a poor man go about his business.
Royall Tyler’s other poems:
- Convivial Song for General Morris
- The Death Song of Alknomook
- A Prologue to be Spoken by Mr. Frankley
- Ode to Night Yalden’s Ode
- A Christmas Hymn Sung in the Episcopal Church at Claremont on the Anniversary of That Festival Decem
Poems of other poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):
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