Question

Write a summary of the poem, the pain has a face, by mac Willey.

Answer 1

He is stark mad, who ever says, 

That he hath been in love an hour, 

Yet not that love so soon decays, 

But that it can ten in less space devour; 

Who will believe me, if I swear 

That I have had the plague a year ? 

Who would not laugh at me, if I should say, 

I saw a flask of powder burn a day ? 

Ah, what trifle is a heart, 

If once into Love’s hands it come! 

All other griefs allow a part 

To other griefs, and ask themselves but some, 

They come to us, but us Love draws, 

He swallows us, and never chaws: 

By him, as by chain-shot, whole ranks do die, 

He is the tyrant pike, our hearts the fry. 

If`twere not so, what did become 

Of my heart, when I first saw thee ? 

I brought a heart into the room, 

But from the room, I carried non with me; 

If it had gone to thee, I know 

Mine would have taught thy heart to show

More pity unto me: but Love, alas, 

At one first blow did shiver it as glass. 

Yet nothing can to nothing fall, 

Nor any place be empty quite, 

Therefore I think my breast hath all 

Those pieces still, though they be not unite; 

And now as broken glasses show 

A hundred lesser faces, so 

My rags of heart can like, wish, and adore,

But after one such love, can love no more.