Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET TO ARISTE: 4, by ROBERT SOUTHEY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: I praise thee not, ariste, that thine eye Last Line: The fading orbit smiles serenely bright. Subject(s): Art & Artists; Creative Ability; Praise; Sonnet (as Literary Form); Soul; Inspiration; Creativity | ||||||||
I PRAISE thee not, Ariste, that thine eye Knows each emotion of the soul to speak; That lilies with thy face might fear to vie, And roses can but emulate thy cheek. I praise thee not because thine auburn hair In native tresses wantons on the wind; Nor yet because that face, surpassing fair, Bespeaks the inward excellence of mind: 'Tis that soft charm thy minstrel's heart has won, That mild meek goodness that perfects the rest; Soothing and soft it steals upon the breast, As the soft radiance of the setting sun, When varying through the purple hues of light, The fading orbit smiles serenely bright. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...POEM FOR JAMES WRIGHT by ROBERT BLY THE CHINESE PEAKS; FOR DONALD HALL by ROBERT BLY THE GAIETY OF FORM by ROBERT BLY WAITING FOR THE STARS by ROBERT BLY A PARIS BLACKBIRD by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR A SUNDAY DRIVE THROUGH EAGLE COUNTRY by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR FALLEN by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR GENTLY BENT TO EASE US'; FOR BILL KNOTT by NORMAN DUBIE FOR RANDALL JARRELL, 1914-1965 by NORMAN DUBIE BISHOP BRUNO by ROBERT SOUTHEY |
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