Sonnet Xli: Why Do I Speak Of Joy

Love's Lunacy

Why do I speak of joy, or write of love,
When my heart is the very den of horror,
And in my soul the pains of Hell I prove,
With all his torments and infernal terror?
What should I say? What yet remains to do?
My brain is dry with weeping all too long,
My sighs be spent in uttering my woe,
And I want words wherewith to tell my wrong;
But, still distracted in Love's lunacy,
And, bedlam-like, thus raging in my grief,
Now rail upon her hair, then on her eye,
Now call her Goddess, then I call her thief,
Now I deny her, then I do confess her,
Now do I curse her, then again I bless her.

by Michael Drayton

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THIS IS NOT AN ACTIVE ACCOUNT, NOR MY CURRENT POEM PAGES...THE 3 POEMS HERE ARE MIS-POSTS.THEY WERE SUPPOSED TO BE DELETED, ALONG WITH THIS LONG DEAD ACCOUNT, OVER 3 YEARS AGO....TO READ MY WORK, PLEASE EXIT & RE-TYPE IN' FRANK JAMES RYAN JR....THEN CLICK THE NAME WITH THE 70+ WORKS/POEMS.......THANK YOU....ENJOY.....FjR
Great poem Frank! is a shame there are senseless people here @ poemhunter who get off by verbally torturing others. U have my Email-please Email me Frank. Yer poem was perfect, as always it is filled with nothing but artisic vision & great conTENts. God bless the poets who do not berate-MJG. PS-Did you notice that berate rhymes with hate?
Great poem Frank! is a shame there are senseless people here @ poemhunter who get off by verbally torturing others. U have my Email-please Email me Frank. Yer poem was perfect, as always it is filled with nothing but artisic vision & great conTENts. God bless the poets who do not berate-MJG. PS-Did you notice that berate rhymes with hate?
I see a lot of your heart put into this thank you for sharing
Nature offers free concerts, indeed. The mockingbirds sing here, but perhaps you hear the meadowlark. The Book: II Corinthians 4: 8-9 'We are troubled on every side, yet not distressed; we are perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not forsaken; cast down, but not destroyed...' You write from the heart, with great eloquence.
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