Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE TOKEN, by CHARLES COTTON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Well, cruel mistress, though you're too unkind Last Line: Icy disdain to thaw, nay, kindle love. Subject(s): Love | ||||||||
I WELL, cruel Mistress, though you're too unkind, Since thus my banishment's by you design'd, I go, but with you leave my heart behind. II A truer heart, I'm sure you never wore, 'Tis the best treasure of the blind God's store, And, truly, you can justly ask no more. III Then blame me not, if curious to know, I ask, on what fair limb you will bestow The Token, that my zeal presents you now? IV I shall expect so great an interest For such a gift, as t' have that Gem possest, Not of your cabinet, but of your breast. V There fixed, 'twill glory in its blessed remove, And flaming by degrees a vigil prove, Icy disdain to thaw, nay, kindle love. | 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 AN EPITAPH ON M.H. by CHARLES COTTON LAURA SLEEPING; ODE by CHARLES COTTON RESOLUTION OF A POETICAL QUESTION CONCERNING FOUR RURAL SISTERS: 2 by CHARLES COTTON |
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