Classic and Contemporary Poetry
UPON MY LORD CHIEF JUSTICE HIS ELECTION OF MY LADY ANNE WENTWORTH FOR HIS MISTRESS, by THOMAS CAREW Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Hear this, and tremble, all Last Line: I know no heaven but fair wentworth's eyes! Subject(s): Judges; Love | ||||||||
HEAR this, and tremble, all Usurping Beauties that create A government tyrannical In Love's free state! Justice hath to the sword of your edg'd eyes His equal balance join'd; his sage head lies In Love's soft lap, which must be just and wise. Hark how the stern Law breathes Forth amorous sighs, and now prepares No fetters but of silken wreaths And braided hairs; His dreadful rods and axes are exil'd, Whilst he sits crown'd with roses: Love hath fil'd His native roughness; Justice is grown mild. The Golden Age returns! Love's bow and quiver useless lie, His shaft, his brand, nor wounds nor burns, And cruelty Is sunk to hell; the fair shall all be kind; Who loves shall be belov'd, the froward mind To a deformed shape shall be confin'd. Astræa hath possess'd An earthly seat, and now remains In Finch's heart, but Wentworth's breast That guest contains; With her she dwells, yet hath not left the skies, Nor lost her sphere: for, new-enthron'd, she cries, I know no Heaven but fair Wentworth's eyes! | 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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