Classic and Contemporary Poetry
COMFORT TO A LADY UPON THE DEATH OF HER HUSBAND, by ROBERT HERRICK Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Dry your sweet cheek, long drown'd with sorrows raine Last Line: Now let the rose raigne like a queene, and smile. Subject(s): Widows & Widowers | ||||||||
Dry your sweet cheek, long drown'd with sorrows raine; Since Clouds disperst, Suns guild the Aire again. Seas chafe and fret, and beat, and over-boile; But turne soone after calme, as Balme, or Oile. Winds have their time to rage; but when they cease, The leavie-trees nod in a still-born peace. Your storme is over; Lady, now appeare Like to the peeping spring-time of the yeare. Off then with grave clothes; put fresh colours on; And flow, and flame, in your Vermillion. Upon your cheek sate Ysicles awhile; Now let the Rose raigne like a Queene, and smile. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A WIDOW SPEAKS TO THE AURORA'S OF A DECEMBER NIGHT by NORMAN DUBIE NEW AGE AT AIRPORT MESA by NORMAN DUBIE POPHAM OF THE NEW SONG: 5; FOR R.P. BLACKMUR by NORMAN DUBIE THE WIDOW OF THE BEAST OF INGOLSTADT by NORMAN DUBIE DOMESDAY BOOK: WIDOW FORTELKA by EDGAR LEE MASTERS WIDOW IN A STONE HOUSE by ALICIA SUSKIN OSTRIKER GETTING TO KNOW YOU by RUTH STONE A CHRISTMAS CAROL, SUNG TO THE KING IN THE PRESENCE AT WHITEHALL by ROBERT HERRICK A MEDITATION FOR HIS MISTRESS by ROBERT HERRICK A TERNARIE OF LITTLES, UPON A PIPKIN OF JELLIE by ROBERT HERRICK |
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