The Madrigal at first was overcome,
And the proud Sonnet fell by the same Doom;
With these grave Tragedy adorn'd her flights,
And mournful Elegy her Funeral Rites:
A Hero never fail'd 'em on the Stage,
Without this point a Lover durst not rage;
The Amorous took more care to prove
True to their Point, than Faithful to their Love.
And the proud Sonnet fell by the same Doom;
With these grave Tragedy adorn'd her flights,
And mournful Elegy her Funeral Rites:
A Hero never fail'd 'em on the Stage,
Without this point a Lover durst not rage;
The Amorous took more care to prove
True to their Point, than Faithful to their Love.
Boileau - Art of Poetry
