Thou ‘adst to my soul no title or pretence;
I was mine own, and free,
Till I had given myself to thee;
But thou hast kept me slave and prisoner since.
Well, since so insolent thou ‘rt grown,
Fond tyrant! I’ll depose thee from thy throne;
Such outrages must not admitted be
In an elective monarchy.
Part of my heart by gift did to thee fall;
My country, kindred, and my best
Acquaintance, were to share the rest;
But thou, their covetous neighbour, drav’st out all:
Nay more; thou mak’st me worship thee,
And wouldst the rule of my religion be:
Did ever tyrant claim such power as you,
To be both emperor and pope too?
The public miseries, and my private fate,
Deserve some tears; but greedy thou
(Insatiate maid!) wilt not allow
That I one drop from thee should alienate:
Nor wilt thou grant my sins a part,
Though the sole cause of most of them thou art;
Counting my tears thy tribute and thy due,
Since first mine eyes I gave to you.
Thou all my joys and all my hopes dost claim;
Thou ragest like a fire in me,
Converting all things into thee;
Nought can resist, or not encrease the flame:
Nay, every grief and every fear
Thou dost devour, unless thy stamp it bear:
Thy presence, like the crowned basilisk’s breath,
All other serpents puts to death.
As men in hell are from diseases free,
So from all other ills am I;
Free from their known formality:
But all pains eminently lie in thee!
Alas, alas! I hope in vain
My conquer’d soul from out thine hands to gain;
Since all the natives there thou ‘ast overthrown,
And planted garrisons of thine own.

A few random poems:
- In Memoriam A. H. H.: 7. Dark house, by which once more I s poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Poll’s Jack-Daw by William Barnes
- The Death Of Grant poem – Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- Evening by Olivia Lewis
- When You Come by Maya Angelou
- Your Eyes by Omair Bhat
- Вера Павлова – О чем
- Sonnet 41: Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits by William Shakespeare
- The Fall of Rome by W. H. Auden
- The Sultans Palace
- Владимир Маяковский – Что делать
- Retake, Union Square poem – Yuyutsu Sharma poems | Poetry Monster
- Couplet 4 poem – Amir Khusro poems | Poems and Poetry
- “‘Tis because, though in dusky bower” poem – Alfred Austin
- Robert Burns: The Deil’s Awa Wi’ The Exciseman:
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- Dumb poem – Aleister Crowley poems | Poetry Monster
- Dionysus poem – Aleister Crowley poems | Poetry Monster
- Colophon poem – Aleister Crowley poems | Poetry Monster
- Boo to Buddha poem – Aleister Crowley poems | Poetry Monster
- Ave Adonai poem – Aleister Crowley poems | Poetry Monster
- Au Bal poem – Aleister Crowley poems | Poetry Monster
- Athor and Asar poem – Aleister Crowley poems | Poetry Monster
- At Sea poem – Aleister Crowley poems | Poetry Monster
- At Bordj-an-Nus poem – Aleister Crowley poems | Poetry Monster
- Arhan poem – Aleister Crowley poems | Poetry Monster
- An Oath poem – Aleister Crowley poems | Poetry Monster
- Adela poem – Aleister Crowley poems | Poetry Monster
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Abraham Cowley (1618 – 1667), the Royalist Poet.Poet and essayist Abraham Cowley was born in London, England, in 1618. He displayed early talent as a poet, publishing his first collection of poetry, Poetical Blossoms (1633), at the age of 15. Cowley studied at Cambridge University but was stripped of his Cambridge fellowship during the English Civil War and expelled for refusing to sign the Solemn League and Covenant of 1644. In turn, he accompanied Queen Henrietta Maria to France, where he spent 12 years in exile, serving as her secretary. During this time, Cowley completed The Mistress (1647). Arguably his most famous work, the collection exemplifies Cowley’s metaphysical style of love poetry. After the Restoration, Cowley returned to England, where he was reinstated as a Cambridge fellow and earned his MD before finally retiring to the English countryside. He is buried at Westminster Abbey alongside Geoffrey Chaucer and Edmund Spenser. Cowley is a wonderful poet and an outstanding representative of the English baroque.