Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PREPAPATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 3, by EDWARD TAYLOR Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: How sweet a lord is mine? Last Line: I'le be thy love, thou my sweet lord shalt bee. Subject(s): Puritans In Literature | ||||||||
How sweet a Lord is mine? If any should Guarded, Engarden'd, nay, Imbosomd bee In reechs of Odours, Gales of Spices, Folds Of Aromaticks, Oh! how sweet was hee? He would be sweet, and yet his sweetest Wave Compar'de to thee my Lord, no Sweet would have. A Box of Ointments, broke; sweetness most sweet. A surge of spices: Odours Common Wealth, A Pillar of Perfume: a steaming Reech Of Aromatick Clouds: All Saving Health. Sweetness itselfe thou art: And I presume In Calling of thee Sweet, who art Perfume. But Woe is mee! who have so quick a Sent To Catch perfumes pufft out from Pincks, and Roses And other Muscadalls, as they get Vent, Out of their Mothers Wombs to bob our noses. And yet thy sweet perfume doth seldom latch My Lord, within my Mammulary Catch. Am I denos'de? or doth the Worlds ill sents Engarison my nosthrills narrow bore? Or is my smell lost in these Damps it Vents? And shall I never finde it any more? Or is it like the Hawks, or Hownds whose breed Take stincking Carrion for Perfume indeed? This is my Case. All things smell sweet to mee: Except thy sweetness, Lord. Expell these damps. Breake up this Garison: and let me see Thy Aromaticks pitching in these Camps. Oh! let the Clouds of thy sweet Vapours rise, And both my Mammularies Circumcise. Shall Spirits thus my Mammularies suck? (As Witches Elves their teats,) and draw from thee My Dear, Dear Spirit after fumes of muck? Be Dunghill Damps more sweet than Graces bee? Lord, clear these Caves. These Passes take, and keep. And in these Quarters lodge thy Odours sweet. Lord, breake thy Box of Ointment on my Head; Let thy sweet Powder powder all my hair: My Spirits let with thy perfumes be fed And make thy Odours, Lord, my nosthrills fare. My Soule shall in thy sweets then soar to thee: I'le be thy Love, thou my sweet Lord shalt bee. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GOD'S DETERMINATIONS: THE JOY OF CHURCH FELLOWSHIP RIGHTLY ATTENDED by EDWARD TAYLOR GOD'S DETERMINATIONS: THE PREFACE by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 1 by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 32 by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 38 by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 8 by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 2D SERIES: 3 by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 2D SERIES: 56 by EDWARD TAYLOR GOD'S DETERMINATIONS: CHRIST'S REPLY by EDWARD TAYLOR GOD'S DETERMINATIONS: THE JOY OF CHURCH FELLOWSHIP RIGHTLY ATTENDED by EDWARD TAYLOR |
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