I've posted Christopher Marlowe's Hero and Leander before, and have been drawn to this one yet again. This bleak winter is making me crave tragic tales of love. (Not sure why. And not sure what that says about me...If you have any recommendations for modern day tragic tales, comment away.) This poem, based on the Greek myth of Hero and Leander, fits the bill.
For those who believe in love at first sight, here's part of a love epyllion (a short epic poem) by Christopher Marlowe.
Really, not the most romantic myth for someone who's in love.
However, Marlowe's version of the poem ends before anything horrible happens. Scholars have wondered whether Marlowe intended to keep the poem as is, change the ending, or keep it true to the myth.
In any case, if you'd like to read this epyllion in its entirety, you can download it for free from Project Gutenberg.
Hero and Leander
by Christopher Marlowe
It lies not in our power to love or hate,
For will in us is overruled by fate.
When two are stripped, long ere the course begin,
We wish that one should love, the other win;
And one especially do we affect
Of two gold ingots, like in each respect:
The reason no man knows; let it suffice
What we behold is censured by our eyes.
Where both deliberate, the love is slight:
Who ever loved, that loved not at first sight?