From an Awningless Sanctum
Dear Amaryllis (you mentioned in “Lycidas”),
I’m no philanderer, truly I’m not,
But in this office it’s sticky and viscid as
Crab-apple jelly and ten times as hot.
I’m no philanderer, truly I’m not,
But in this office it’s sticky and viscid as
Crab-apple jelly and ten times as hot.
Sternly forbidding, austere, puritanical,
That is my nature, unardent, severe;
Yet, though the bulk of my verse is mechanical.
This, Amaryllis, is warmly sincere.
That is my nature, unardent, severe;
Yet, though the bulk of my verse is mechanical.
This, Amaryllis, is warmly sincere.
Dear Amaryllis, I hereby import with you:
’Ryllie, wo wohnst du, proverbial maid?
Tell me, for, oh, I am anxious to sport with you,
If, Amaryllis, you’ll furnish the shade,
’Ryllie, wo wohnst du, proverbial maid?
Tell me, for, oh, I am anxious to sport with you,
If, Amaryllis, you’ll furnish the shade,
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