Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ALMANZOR & ALMAHIDE, OR THE CONQUEST OF GRANADA: SONG OF ZAMBRA DANCE, by JOHN DRYDEN Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Beneath a myrtle shade Last Line: Asleep or waking you must ease my pain. Variant Title(s): Prologues, Epilogues And Songs From The Conquest Of Granada: 3 Subject(s): Flowers; Love; Nymphs; Singing & Singers; Sleep; Songs | ||||||||
1 BENEATH a Myrtle shade Which Love for none but happy Lovers made, I slept, and straight my Love before me brought Phillis the object of my waking thought; Undres'd she came my flames to meet, While Love strow'd flow'rs beneath her feet; Flow'rs, which so press'd by her, became more sweet. 2 From the bright Visions Head A careless vail of Lawn was loosely spread: From her white temples fell her shaded hair, Like cloudy sunshine not too brown nor fair: Her hands, her lips did love inspire; Her ev'ry grace my heart did fire: But most her eyes which languish'd with desire. 3 Ah, Charming fair, said I, How long can you my bliss and yours deny? By Nature and by love this lonely shade Was for revenge of suffring Lovers made: Silence and shades with love agree: Both shelter you and favour me; You cannot blush because I cannot see. 4 No, let me dye, she said, Rather than loose the spotless name of Maid: Faintly methought she spoke, for all the while She bid me not believe her, with a smile. Then dye, said I, she still deny'd: And is it thus, thus, thus she cry'd You use a harmless Maid, and so she dy'd! 5 I wak'd, and straight I knew I lov'd so well it made my dream prove true: Fancy, the kinder Mistress of the two, Fancy had done what Phillis wou'd not do! Ah, Cruel Nymph, cease your disdain, While I can dream you scorn in vain; Asleep or waking you must ease my pain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE APOLLO TRIO by CONRAD AIKEN BAD GIRL SINGING by MARK JARMAN CHAMBER MUSIC: 4 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 5 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 28 by JAMES JOYCE THE SONG OF THE NIGHTINGALE IS LIKE THE SCENT OF SYRINGA by MINA LOY A SONG FOR ST. CECILIA'S DAY by JOHN DRYDEN A SONG TO A FAIR YOUNG LADY GOING OUT OF TOWN IN THE SPRING by JOHN DRYDEN |
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