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Love and Age

by Leigh Hunt

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Drawing the boundary…

Pleasure and Pain

by Richard Monckton Milnes

0.2441 − 0.0069i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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Love and Age

by Leigh Hunt

When young, I loved. At that delicious age, 
So sweet, so short, love was my sole delight;
And when I reached the time for being sage, 
Still I loved on, for reason gave me right.

Age comes at length, and livelier joys depart,
Yet gentle ones still kiss these eyelids dim;
For still I love, and love consoles my heart; 
What could console me for the loss of Him?

Pleasure and Pain

by Richard Monckton Milnes

Who can determine the frontier of Pleasure?
Who can distinguish the limit of Pain?
Where is the moment the feeling to measure?
When is experience repeated again?

Ye who have felt the delirium of passion—
Say, can ye sever its joys and its pangs?
Is there a power in calm contemplation
To indicate each upon each as it hangs?

I would believe not;— for spirit may languish
While sense is most blest and creation most bright;
And life may be dearer and clearer in anguish
Than ever was felt in the throbs of delight.

See the Fakèer as he swings on his iron,
See the thin Hermit that starves in the wild;
Think ye no pleasures the penance environ,
And hope the sole bliss by which pain is beguiled?

No! in the kingdoms those spirits are reaching,
Vain are our words the emotions to tell;
Vain the distinctions our senses are teaching,
For Pain has its Heaven and Pleasure its Hell!

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