Why do ye torture me?
by Patrick Pearse
Why are ye torturing me, O desires of my heart ?
Torturing me and paining me by day and by night?
Hunting me as a poor deer would be hunted on a hill,
A poor long-wearied deer with the hound-pack after him
There’s no ease to my paining in the loneliness of the hills,
But the cry of the hunters terrifically to be heard,
The cry of my desires haunting me without respite,—
O ravening hounds, long is your run!
No satisfying can come to my desires while I live,
For the satisfaction I desired yesterday is no satisfaction,
And the hound-pack is the greedier of the satisfaction it has got,—
And forever I shall not sleep till I sleep in the grave.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Inflexible As Fate poem – Alfred Austin
- Юлия Друнина – Слалом
- Mary’s Song by Sylvia Plath
- Sir Philip Sidney; Astrophel and Stella: XXIII by Sir Philip Sidney
- Robert Burns: Up In The Morning Early:
- Holding On by Satish Verma
- Sestina Otiosa by Sir Walter Raleigh
- Epistle to James Tennant of Glenconner by Robert Burns
- Олег Бундур – Папа собирается на рыбалку
- God’s Work Ethics
- A Rebus, By I. B. by Phillis Wheatley
- Anactoria by Sappho
- Жан де Лафонтен – Смерть и Несчастный
- Love’s Harvest poem – Alfred Austin
- Soul by Malkia Charlee NoCry
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