George Washington Papers

Poetry, 1749–1750



Oh Ye Gods why should my Poor Resistless Heart

Stand to oppose thy might and Power

At Last surrender to cupids feather’d Dart

and now lays Bleeding every Hour

For her that’s Pityless of my grief and Woes

And will not on me Pity take

Ill sleep amongst my most Inviterate Foes

And with gladness never wish to Wake

In deluding sleepings let my Eyelids close

That in an enraptured Dream I may

In a soft lulling sleep and gentle repose

possess those joys denied by Day

AD, DLC:GW. For background to this document, see the editorial note to GW to Ann Washington, Sept.-Nov. 1749. Aside from the fact that this poem is in GW’s handwriting, no evidence has been found that it was of his own composition. Another fragment of a poem appears in the pages of the diary: “T’was Perfect Love before But How I do adore.”

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