Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AMORETTI: 73, by EDMUND SPENSER Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Being myself captivated here in care Last Line: Him lodging in your bosome to have lent. Alternate Author Name(s): Clout, Colin Subject(s): Passion | ||||||||
Being my selfe captyved here in care, My hart, whom none with servile bands can tye, But the fayre tresses of your golden hayre, Breaking his prison, forth to you doth fly. Like as a byrd, that in ones hand doth spy Desired food, to it doth make his flight, Even so my hart, that wont on your fayre eye To feed his fill, flyes backe unto your sight. Doe you him take, and in your bosome bright Gently encage, that he may be your thrall: Perhaps he there may learne, with rare delight, To sing your name and prayses over all, That it hereafter may you not repent, Him lodging in your bosome to have lent. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...APPULDURCOMBE PARK by AMY LOWELL FIVE ACCOUNTS OF A MONOGAMOUS MAN by WILLIAM MEREDITH ON PASSION AS A LITERARY TRADITION by JOHN CIARDI LES GRANDES PASSIONS MANQUEES by IRVING FELDMAN |
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