Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO MY RIVAL, by THOMAS CAREW Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Hence, vain intruder, haste away! Last Line: Servant to her, rival with me. Subject(s): Enemies; Love | ||||||||
HENCE, vain intruder, haste away! Wash not with thy unhallow'd brine The footsteps of my Celia's shrine; Nor on her purer altars lay Thy empty words, accents that may Some looser dame to love incline: She must have offerings more divine; Such pearly drops as youthful May Scatters before the rising day; Such smooth soft language, as each line Might stroke an angry god, or stay Jove's thunder, make the hearers pine With envy: do this, thou shalt be Servant to her, rival with me. | 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 A DEPOSITION FROM LOVE by THOMAS CAREW A PASTORAL DIALOGUE: SHEPHERD, NYMPH, CHORUS by THOMAS CAREW |
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