Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LACENA'S RIDDLE, by ROBERT GREENE Poet's Biography First Line: The man whose method hangeth by the moon Last Line: Now tell me, of what ancient pedigree? Subject(s): Goddesses & Gods; Mythology | ||||||||
THE man whose method hangeth by the moon, And rules his diet by geometry; Whose restless mind rips up his mother's breast, To part her bowels for his family; And fetcheth Pluto's glee in from the grass By careless cutting of a goddess' gifts; That throws his gotten labour to the earth, As trusting to content for others' shifts; 'Tis he, good sir, that Saturn best did please When golden world set worldlings all at ease; His name is Person, and his progeny, Now tell me, of what ancient pedigree? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BEDTIME READING FOR THE UNBORN CHILD by KHALED MATTAWA EAST OF CARTHAGE: AN IDYLL by KHALED MATTAWA SEVEN TWILIGHTS: 7 by CONRAD AIKEN VICARIOUS ATONEMENT by RICHARD ALDINGTON NOTHING ABOUT THE MOMENT by LUCILLE CLIFTON VENUS IN A GARDEN by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON AN OFFERING FOR TARA by GARY SNYDER A FAREWELL TO FOLLY: CONTENT by ROBERT GREENE |
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