Classic Poem

Not to love a pain is deem'd,
And to love's the same esteem'd:
But of all, the greatest pain
Is to love unlov'd again;
Birth in love is now rejected,
Parts and Arts are disrespected,
Onely Gold is look'd upon;
A curse take him that was won
First to doat upon it; hence
Springs 'twixt Brothers difference;
This makes Parents slighted; this
Wars dire cause and fuel is:
And what's worst, by this alone
Are we Lovers overthrown.