What have you? poor lover, whose half-dead soul
Sighs with sobs to the wind that carries them away.
Blame no one but yourself. Your evil is your desire,
And what you complain of is your own pleasure.
Thou hast no rest but that which torments thee,
And thou rejoicest in the evil of which thou goest sighing,
Drinking the bittersweetness that intoxicates you and makes
Your pleasure painful and your pain pleasant.

Posted by:Benjamin

Hello to all, My name is Benjamin, I am the happy father of 2 beautiful children. I have always loved to read, since I was a child, I isolate myself to read everything and anything, novels, comics, economic news, pattern and also poems. This is the reason for this site, because poems have allowed me to learn and strengthen my English which I must say was not very developed... thanks to the French schools. I would like to tell you about the books I have read in my short life (yes, I am only 34).

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