Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO HIS WORTHY FRIEND, JOHN FORD, UPON HIS 'PERKIN WARBECK', by RALPH EURE First Line: Let men who are writ poets lay a claim Last Line: Equal with his in playing the king's part. Subject(s): Ford, John (1586-1639) | ||||||||
Let men who are writ poets lay a claim To the Phœbean hill, I have no name Nor art in verse: true, I have heard some tell Of Aganippe, but ne'er knew the well; Therefore have no ambition with the times To be in print, for making of ill rhymes; But love of thee, and justice to thy pen, Hath drawn me to this bar with other men, To justify, though against double laws, Waving the subtle business of his cause, The glorious Perkin, and thy poet's art, Equal with his in playing the king's part. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO MY FRIEND THE AUTHOR; PREFACE TO 'TIS PITY SHE'S A WHORE' by THOMAS ELLICE TO MY FRIEND AND KINSMAN, JOHN FORD, AUTHOR OF 'PERKIN WARBECK' by JOHN FORD (17TH CENTURY-) HIERARCHY OF ANGELS by THOMAS HEYWOOD TO MY FRIEND, MASTER JOHN FORD; ON 'LOVE'S SACRIFICE' by JAMES SHIRLEY TO HIS FRIEND THE AUTHOR, JOHN FORD; ON 'THE LOVER'S MELANCHOLY' by WILLIAM SINGLETON SONNETS ON ENGLISH DRAMATIC POETS: 6. JOHN FORD by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE NON OMNIS MORIAR by JOHN ORLEY ALLEN TATE THE PASSING OF THE EX-SLAVE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON WHEN I AM DEAD by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON YOUTH'S PROGENY by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |
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