Samuel Daniel Love is a Sickness
Love is a sickness full of woes, All remedies refusing; A plant that with most cutting grows,
Most barren with best using. Why so?
More we enjoy it, more it dies; If not enjoy'd, it sighing cries-- Heigh ho!
Love is a torment of the mind, A tempest everlasting; And Jove hath made it of a kind
Not well, nor full nor fasting. Why so?
More we enjoy it, more it dies; If not enjoy'd, it sighing cries-- Heigh ho!
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The theme of this poem is that love if basically a spell. If you give in to the spell and it casts over you then it will hurt you. If you refuse it, you will forever be unhappy in your life.
The author uses metaphors and similes to demonstrate love as a 'torment of the mind', a 'tempest'. The reader understands how Daniel views love by what he compares it to.
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