Poetry Forum Areas

Introduce Yourself

New to PoetrySoup? Introduce yourself here. Tell us something about yourself.

Looking for a Poem

Can't find a poem you've read before? Looking for a poem for a special person or an occasion? Ask other member for help.

Writing Poetry

Ways to improve your poetry. Post your techniques, tips, and creative ideas how to write better.

High Critique

For poets who want unrestricted constructive criticism. This is NOT a vanity workshop. If you do not want your poem seriously critiqued, do not post here. Constructive criticism only. PLEASE Only Post One Poem a Day!!!

How do I...?

Ask PoetrySoup Members how to do something or find something on PoetrySoup.


You have an ad blocker! We understand, but...

PoetrySoup is a small privately owned website. Our means of support comes from advertising revenue. We want to keep PoetrySoup alive, make it better, and keep it free. Please support us by disabling your ad blocker on PoetrySoup. See how to enable ads while keeping your ad blocker active. Also, did you know you can become a PoetrySoup Lifetime Premium Member and block ads forever...while getting many more great features. Take a look! Thank you!

The Cautious Lovers

by
 Silvia, let's from the Crowd retire; 
For, What to you and me 
(Who but each other do desire) 
Is all that here we see? 

Apart we'll live, tho' not alone; 
For, who alone can call 
Those, who in Desarts live with One, 
If in that One they've All? 

The World a vast Meander is, 
Where Hearts confus'dly stray; 
Where Few do hit, whilst Thousands miss 
The happy mutual Way: 

Where Hands are by stern Parents ty'd, 
Who oft, in Cupid's Scorn, 
Do for the widow'd State provide, 
Before that Love is born: 

Where some too soon themselves misplace; 
Then in Another find 
The only Temper, Wit, or Face, 
That cou'd affect their Mind.
Others (but oh! avert that Fate!) A well-chose Object change: Fly, Silvia, fly, ere 'tis too late; Fall'n Nature's prone to range.
And, tho' in heat of Love we swear More than perform we can; No Goddess, You, but Woman are, And I no more than Man.
Th' impatient Silvia heard thus long; Then with a Smile reply'd; Those Bands cou'd ne'er be very strong, Which Accidents divide.
Who e'er was mov'd yet to go down, By such o'er-cautious Fear; Or for one Lover left the Town, Who might have Numbers here? Your Heart, 'tis true, is worth them all, And still preferr'd the first; But since confess'd so apt to fall, 'Tis good to fear the worst.
In ancient History we meet A flying Nymph betray'd; Who, had she kept in fruitful Crete, New Conquest might have made.
And sure, as on the Beach she stood, To view the parting Sails; She curs'd her self, more than the Flood, Or the conspiring Gales.
False Theseus, since thy Vows are broke, May following Nymphs beware: Methinks I hear how thus she spoke, And will not trust too far.
In Love, in Play, in Trade, in War They best themselves acquit, Who, tho' their Int'rests shipwreckt are, Keep unreprov'd their Wit.

Poem by
Biography | Poems | Best Poems | Short Poems | Quotes | Email Poem - The Cautious LoversEmail Poem | Create an image from this poem

Poems are below...


Top Anne Kingsmill Finch Poems

Analysis and Comments on The Cautious Lovers

Provide your analysis, explanation, meaning, interpretation, and comments on the poem The Cautious Lovers here.