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"On My Love" (Lyric) by Blake
My love is not a faded rose Nor music out of tune; Not bitterness, but sweetness come Too much, too quick, too soon. On beauty I was overfed Till I at last grew ill; And even as lips speak these words I taste it, dulcet, still. Kindness' milk I overdrank Quaffing it far too fast; Thusly, when drunk, I asked for more To find I had the last. The jesting I had overdone Glad stories overtold The last of which I have to voice Is this, love's food, grown cold. Take care, all epicures of love, Of whereupon you eat; Insure that you've welcome table Or least, of all, a seat.

Up the ladder: C Words
Down the ladder: Mother you are not winter!

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Arithmetic Mean: 4.6666665
Weighted score: 4.9103527
Overall Rank: 9648
Posted: August 16, 2002 2:06 PM PDT; Last modified: August 16, 2002 2:06 PM PDT
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Comments:
[0] poetandknowit @ 65.101.210.121 | 16-Aug-02/3:13 PM | Reply
overdrank? overtold? whereupon? Quaffing. Lit class is over! this is laughable stuff. Put the thesaurus away.
[10] pitchblackdisaster @ 195.92.168.163 | 18-Aug-02/7:11 AM | Reply
i love this poem i think its brilliant.
i think other people dont see true beauty when they look at your poems.but i do
[n/a] Blake @ | 18-Aug-02/7:27 AM | Reply
Perhaps we should get in touch by email?
[n/a] Bachus @ 24.126.113.154 | 18-Aug-02/7:48 AM | Reply
perhaps you should, you both have loads in common..loads of fucking shite as writing that goes straight into the shredder.. have of my poems blake are from taking your drivel and rearranging it with a word shredder..comes out perfect! fucking sorry ass bad BAD TALENTLESS FUCKING WRITING what's the point of even putting together a comment on this shit.. no matter hoiw many decorationsw and spices you put on it..it's just boring, palm greased, unmoving trash.FUCK..I WANT kaolin to speak up and repost that, i fucking demand to represent my feedback on earthfyckers dirty little lowe blow.. fucking spineless cock suckersFUCKI1111111111111111111111111111111111111TL6F;YPG;YBP8YLYBLBLYLKIRC6 KI RCEXUJ5EUJCRKIVt
[n/a] Blake @ | 18-Aug-02/8:05 AM | Reply
Haha...now you're just silly.
[5] Jeremi B. Handrinos @ 24.126.116.54 | 9-Nov-03/5:07 AM | Reply
You should be beaten with a loaf of stale meatloaf. your poetry is incredibly to contrived with porkchops and applesauce.
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