Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO HIS FRIEND THE AUTHOR, by THEODORE HEYGATE First Line: Sometimes, dear friend, I make thy book my meat Last Line: Or one word for them all; my friend, 'tis thine. Subject(s): Browne, William (1591-1645) | ||||||||
SOMETIMES, dear friend, I make thy book my meat, And then I judge 'tis honey that I eat. Sometimes my drink it is, and then I think It is Apollo's nectar, and no drink. And being hurt in mind, I keep in store Thy book, a precious balsam for the sore. 'Tis honey, nectar, balsam most divine: Or one word for them all; my friend, 'tis thine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ODE ENTREATING HIM ... IN THE CONTINUATION OF BRITANNIA'S PASTORALS by NICHOLAS BRETON TO HIS FRIEND THE AUTHOR UPON HIS POEM by CHRISTOPHER BROOKE TO HIS FRIEND THE AUTHOR by AUGUSTUS CAESAR TO MY NOBLE FRIEND THE AUTHOR by UPTON CROKE TO MY BROWNE, YET BRIGHTEST SWAIN / THAT WOONS, OR ... PLAIN by JOHN DAVIES (1565-1618) IDEM AND EUNDEM; AN ODE by NICHOLAS DOWNEY TO THE UNPARALLELED AUTHOR OF THE SEQUENT POEMS, W.B. by NICHOLAS DOWNEY COMMENDATORY VERSE TO WILLIAM BROWNE OF TAVISTOCK by MICHAEL DRAYTON TO MY NOBLE FRIEND MASTER WILLIAM BROWNE: OF THE EVIL TIME by MICHAEL DRAYTON |
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