Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MASQUE AT THE MARRIAGE OF THE EARL OF SOMERSET: FIRST SQUIRE (1), by THOMAS CAMPION Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: That fruit that neither dreads the syrian Last Line: Let these relate, my tongue's too weak to tell. | ||||||||
That fruit that neither dreads the Syrian heats, Nor the sharp frosts which churlish Boreas threats, The fruit of peace and joy our wishes bring To this high state, in a perpetual spring. Then pardon (sacred majesty) our grief Unreasonably that presseth for relief. The ground whereof (if your blest ears can spare A short space of attention) we'll declare. Great Honour's herald, Fame, having proclaimed This nuptial feast, and with it all enflamed, From every quarter of the earth three knights (In courtship seen, as well as martial fights) Assembled in the continent, and there Decreed this night a solemn service here. For which, by six and six embarked they were In several keels; their sails for Britain bent. But (they that never favoured good intent) Deformed Error, that enchanting fiend, And wing-tongued Rumour, his infernal friend, With Curiosity and Credulity, Both sorceresses, all in hate agree Our purpose to divert; in vain they strive, For we in spite of them came near t'arrive, When suddenly (as heaven and hell had met) A storm confused against our tackle beat, Severing the ships: but after what befel Let these relate, my tongue's too weak to tell. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 10. THE DYING FALL by THOMAS CAMPION A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 12. A RENUNCIATION by THOMAS CAMPION A BOOK OF AIRS SONG 18 by THOMAS CAMPION A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 2 by THOMAS CAMPION A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 19. THE FAIRY QUEEN PROSERPINA by THOMAS CAMPION A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 3. AMARYLLIS by THOMAS CAMPION A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 4 by THOMAS CAMPION A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 6. CORRINA by THOMAS CAMPION A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 8 by THOMAS CAMPION FIRST BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 11 by THOMAS CAMPION |
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