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 | The poetical works of John Trumbull . |  |
For lovers of all things that breathe
Are most exposed to sudden death,
And many a swain much famed in rhymes
Hath died some hundred thousand times:
Yet though love oft their breath may stifle,
'Tis sung it hurts them but a trifle;
The swain revives by equal wonder,
As snakes will join when cut asunder,
And often murder'd still survives;
No cat hath half so many lives.
Are most exposed to sudden death,
And many a swain much famed in rhymes
Hath died some hundred thousand times:
Yet though love oft their breath may stifle,
'Tis sung it hurts them but a trifle;
The swain revives by equal wonder,
As snakes will join when cut asunder,
And often murder'd still survives;
No cat hath half so many lives.
| The poetical works of John Trumbull . | |