Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THIS DEFILETH A MAN, by MENANDER Poet's Biography First Line: My son, you do not see Last Line: And makes and shall make -- envy. Subject(s): Envy | ||||||||
My son, you do not see How everything that dies, dies by its own Corruption: all that injures is within. Rust is the poison of iron, moths of wool, And worms of wood; in you there is a poison Most deadly, which has made you sick to death And makes and shall make -- envy. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LINES FROM A PLUTOCRATIC POETASTER TO A DITCH-DIGGER by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS LINES FROM A PLUTOCRATIC POETASTER TO A DITCH-DIGGER by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS ON A CERTAIN LADY AT COURT by ALEXANDER POPE WHEN I PERUSE THE CONQUER'D FAME by WALT WHITMAN LINES FROM A PLUTOCRATIC POETASTER TO A DITCH-DIGGER by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS EMBLEMS OF LOVE: 25. ENVY ACCOMPANIES LOVE by PHILIP AYRES TO A MAID OF THIRTEEN by CHRISTOPHER BANNISTER CONSCIENCE DOTH MAKE COWARDS OF US ALL by MENANDER |
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