Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ON A FOUL [OR, FOULE] MORNING [BEING THEN TO TAKE A JOURNEY], by RICHARD CRASHAW Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Where art thou, sol, while thus the blindfold day Last Line: Let it suffice, shee'l weare no maske to day. | ||||||||
Where art thou Sol, while thus the blind-fold Day Staggers out of the East, looses her way Stumbling on Night? Rouze thee Illustrious Youth, And let no dull mists choake the Lights faire growth. Point here thy Beames; o glance on yonder flockes, And make their fleeces Golden as thy lockes. Unfold thy faire front, and there shall appeare Full glory, flaming in her owne free spheare. Gladnesse shall cloath the Earth, we will instile The face of things, an universall smile. Say to the Sullen Morne, thou com'st to court her; And wilt command proud Zephirus to sport her With wanton gales: his balmy breath shall licke The tender drops which tremble on her cheeke; Which rarifyed, and in a gentle raine On those delicious bankes distill'd againe Shall rise in a sweet Harvest; which discloses Two ever blushing beds of new-borne Roses. Hee'l fan her bright locks, teaching them to flow And friske in curl'd Maeanders: Hee will throw A fragrant Breath suckt from the spicy nest O'th pretious Phoenix, warme upon her Breast. Hee with a dainty and soft hand, will trim And brush her Azure Mantle, which shall swim In silken Volumes; wheresoe're shee'l tread, Bright clouds like Golden fleeces shall be spread. Rise then (faire blew-ey'd Maid) rise and discover Thy silver brow, and meet thy Golden lover. See how hee runs, with what a hasty flight Into thy Bosome, bath'd with liquid Light. Fly, fly prophane fogs, farre hence fly away, Taint not the pure streames of the springing Day, With your dull influence, it is for you, To sit and scoule upon Nights heavy brow; Not on the fresh cheekes of the virgin Morne, Where nought but smiles, and ruddy joyes are worne, Fly then, and doe not thinke with her to stay; Let it suffice, shee'l weare no maske to day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SONG [OF DIVINE LOVE] by RICHARD CRASHAW AN EPITAPH UPON HUSBAND AND WIFE WHO DIED AND WERE BURIED by RICHARD CRASHAW CHARITAS NIMIA; OR THE DEAR BARGAIN by RICHARD CRASHAW IN THE HOLY NATIVITY [OF OUR LORD GOD]; AS SUNG BY SHEPHERDS by RICHARD CRASHAW ON GEORGE HERBERT'S BOOK, THE TEMPLE, SENT TO A GENTLEWOMAN by RICHARD CRASHAW THE FLAMING HEART by RICHARD CRASHAW WISHES TO HIS SUPPOSED MISTRESS by RICHARD CRASHAW A HYMN IN THE GLORIOUS EPIPHANIE OF OUR LORD, GOD by RICHARD CRASHAW AN ELEGIE ON THE DEATH OF DR. PORTER by RICHARD CRASHAW AN ELEGY UPON THE DEATH OF MR. STANNINOW, FELLOW OF QUEENE'S by RICHARD CRASHAW AN EPITAPH UPON DOCTOR BROOKE by RICHARD CRASHAW AN EPITAPH UPON MR. ASHTON A COMFORTABLE CITIZEN by RICHARD CRASHAW |
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