Classic and Contemporary Poetry
KING ARTHUR: SONG, by JOHN DRYDEN Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Your hay it is mow'd, and your corn is reap'd Last Line: Chorus: let not youth, ... Subject(s): Happiness; Musical Instruments; Joy; Delight | ||||||||
HOW blest are shepherds, how happy their lasses, While drums and trumpets are sounding alarms, Over our lowly sheds all the storm passes; And when we die, 'tis in each other's arms. All the day on our herds, and flocks employing; All the night on our flutes, and in enjoying. Chorus: All the day, ... Bright nymphs of Britain, with graces attended, Let not your days without pleasure expire; Honour's but empty, and when youth is ended, All men will praise you, but none will desire. Let not youth fly away without contenting; Age will come time enough for your repenting. Chorus: Let not youth, ... | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE STUDY OF HAPPINESS by KENNETH KOCH SO MUCH HAPPINESS by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE CROWD CONDITIONS by JOHN ASHBERY I WILL NOT BE CLAIMED by MARVIN BELL THE BOOK OF THE DEAD MAN (#21): 1. ABOUT THE DEAD MAN'S HAPPINESS by MARVIN BELL 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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