Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ROM. CAP. 8 VER. 19, by HENRY VAUGHAN Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: And do they so? Have they a sense Last Line: Thy sheep with thee. Alternate Author Name(s): Silurist | ||||||||
And do they so? have they a sense Of ought but influence? Can they their heads lift, and expect, And groan too? why th' Elect Can do no more: my volumes said They were all dull and dead, They judged them senseless, and their state Wholly inanimate. Go, go; seal up thy looks, And burn thy books. 2 I would I were a stone, or tree, Or flower by pedigree, Or some poor highway herb, or spring To flow, or bird to sing! Then should I (tied to one sure state) All day expect my date; But I am sadly loose, and stray A giddy blast each way; O let me not thus range! Thou canst not change. 3 Sometimes I sit with thee, and tarry An hour, or so, then vary. Thy other creatures in this scene Thee only aim, and mean; Some rise to seek thee, and with heads Erect peep from their beds; Others, whose birth is in the tomb, And cannot quit the womb, Sigh there, and groan for thee, Their liberty. 4 O let not me do less! shall they Watch, while I sleep, or play? Shall I thy mercies still abuse With fancies, friends, or news? O brook it not! thy blood is mine, And my soul should be thine; O brook it not! why wilt thou stop After whole showers one drop? Sure, thou wilt joy to see Thy sheep with thee. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest... |
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