Translations from the French of Madame de la Mothe Guion ‎#22

22. In vain ye woo me to your harmless joys

In vain ye woo me to your harmless joys,
Ye pleasant bowers, remote from strife and noise;
Your shades, the witnesses of many a vow,
Breathed forth in happier days, are irksome now;
Denied that smile 'twas once my heaven to see,
Such scenes, such pleasures, are all past with me.

In vain he leaves me, I shall love him still;
And, though I mourn, not murmur at his will;
I have no cause—an object all divine,
Might well grow weary of a soul like mine;
Yet pity me, great God! forlorn, alone,
Heartless and hopeless, life and love all gone.

Text Information

• First Line: In vain ye woo me to your harmless joys
• Title: In vain ye woo me to your harmless joys
• Author: Madame Guyon
• Translator: William Cowper
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1800

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