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Poem by Mark Akenside


The Complaint


AWAY! away!
Tempt me no more, insidious Love:
Thy soothing sway
Long did my youthful bosom prove:
At length thy treason is discern'd,
At length some dear-bought caution earn'd:
Away! nor hope my riper age to move.

I know, I see
Her merit. Needs it now be shown,
Alas! to me?
How often, to myself unknown,
The graceful, gentle, virtuous maid
Have I admired! How often said--
What joy to call a heart like hers one's own!

But, flattering god,
O squanderer of content and ease
In thy abode
Will care's rude lesson learn to please?
O say, deceiver, hast thou won
Proud Fortune to attend thy throne,
Or placed thy friends above her stern decrees?



Mark Akenside


Mark Akenside's other poems:
  1. On Lyric Poetry
  2. Ode 4. To a Gentleman whose Mistress had married an Old Man
  3. On a Sermon Against Glory
  4. To The Honourable Charles Townshend: From The Country
  5. The Virtuoso; in imitation of Spencer's Style and Stanza


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