Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ON LYDIA DISTRACTED; A SONNET, by PHILIP AYRES Poet's Biography First Line: With hairs, which for the wind to play with, hung Last Line: And with each motion she ensnar'd a heart. Subject(s): Love | ||||||||
WITH hairs, which for the wind to play with, hung, With her torn garments, and with naked feet, Fair Lydia dancing went from street to street, Singing with pleasant voice her foolish song. On her she drew all eyes in ev'ry place, And them to pity by her pranks did move, Which turn'd with gazing longer into Love By the rare beauty of her charming face. In all her frenzies, and her mimicries, While she did Nature's richest gifts despise, There active Love did subt'ly play his part. Her antic postures made her look more gay, Her ragged clothes her treasures did display, And with each motion she ensnar'd a heart. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INVENTION OF LOVE by MATTHEA HARVEY TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS A LOVE FOR FOUR VOICES: HOMAGE TO FRANZ JOSEPH HAYDN by ANTHONY HECHT AN OFFERING FOR PATRICIA by ANTHONY HECHT LATE AFTERNOON: THE ONSLAUGHT OF LOVE by ANTHONY HECHT A SWEETENING ALL AROUND ME AS IT FALLS by JANE HIRSHFIELD ON A FAIR BEGGAR by PHILIP AYRES |
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