Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE TINDER, by THOMAS CAREW Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Of what mould did nature frame me? Last Line: Flint and steel I 'll ever name ye. Subject(s): Desire | ||||||||
OF what mould did Nature frame me? Or was it her intent to shame me, That no woman can come near me, Fair, but her I court to hear me? Sure that mistress to whose beauty First I paid a lover's duty, Burnt in rage my heart to tinder, That nor prayers nor tears can hinder, But wherever I do turn me, Every spark let fall doth burn me. Women, since you thus inflame me, Flint and steel I 'll ever name ye. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AMERICAN WEDDING by ESSEX HEMPHILL HISTORY OF DESIRE by TONY HOAGLAND ARISTOTLE TO PHYLLIS by JOHN HOLLANDER A DEPOSITION FROM LOVE by THOMAS CAREW A PASTORAL DIALOGUE: SHEPHERD, NYMPH, CHORUS by THOMAS CAREW |
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