Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HIS MISERY IN A MISTRESSE, by ROBERT HERRICK Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Water, water I espie Last Line: Of those girles, which cruell are. Subject(s): Love - Complaints | ||||||||
Water, Water I espie: Come, and coole ye; all who frie In your loves; but none as I. Though a thousand showres be Still a falling, yet I see Not one drop to light on me. Happy you, who can have seas For to quench ye, or some ease From your kinder Mistresses. I have one, and she alone, Of a thousand thousand known, Dead to all compassion. Such an one, as will repeat Both the cause, and make the heat More by Provocation great. Gentle friends, though I despaire Of my cure, doe you beware Of those Girles, which cruell are. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TALKING RICHARD WILSON BLUES, BY RICHARD CLAY WILSON by DENIS JOHNSON THE BRIDGE by ALEXANDER ANDERSON THE RABBI'S SON-IN-LAW by SABINE BARING-GOULD MISGIVINGS by WILLIAM MATTHEWS THROUGH AGONY: 1 by CLAUDE MCKAY HEMATITE HEIRLOOM LIVES ON (MAYBE DECEMBER 1980) by ALICE NOTLEY QUICK AND BITTER by YEHUDA AMICHAI 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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