Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ON HIMSELFE (7), by ROBERT HERRICK Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Ile sing no more, nor will I longer write Last Line: No more my dirges, and my trentalls have. Subject(s): Herrick, Robert (1591-1674); Poetry & Poets | ||||||||
Ile sing no more, nor will I longer write Of that sweet Lady, or that gallant Knight: Ile sing no more of Frosts, Snowes, Dews and Showers; No more of Groves, Meades, Springs, and wreaths of Flowers: Ile write no more, nor will I tell or sing Of Cupid, and his wittie coozning: Ile sing no more of death, or shall the grave No more my Dirges, and my Trentalls have. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ENVY OF OTHER PEOPLE'S POEMS by ROBERT HASS THE NINETEENTH CENTURY AS A SONG by ROBERT HASS THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN OXOTA: A SHORT RUSSIAN NOVEL: CHAPTER 192 by LYN HEJINIAN LET ME TELL YOU WHAT A POEM BRINGS by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA JUNE JOURNALS 6/25/88 by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA FOLLOW ROZEWICZ by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA HAVING INTENDED TO MERELY PICK ON AN OIL COMPANY, THE POEM GOES AWRY by HICOK. BOB 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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