Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ASTROPHIL TO HIS SON, AGED SEVEN MONTHS, by THOMAS WARTON THE ELDER Poet's Biography First Line: O thou! With whom I fondly share Last Line: As idlebut less innocent. Subject(s): Babies; Children; Innocence; Pleasure; Infants; Childhood | ||||||||
O THOU! with whom I fondly share My faithful Stella's Love, and Care, To thee 'tis giv'n to tumble o'er Thy absent Sire's poëtic Store, (With eager Hands these Lines to seize And tear, or lose 'em, as you please,) Thou too from Pedantry art free, And I can safely sing to thee. What tho' thy Age no Skill can boast, In one small Round of Follies lost; Yet ev'n thy Toys, and Tears, and Strife, Act all the World in little Life. Alike Man aims at all he can, And Imitation teaches Man: But then has Man his Play-things too? Yes sure.Amusements all allow, And are more serious Foolsthan thou. We differ, only in th'Intent As idlebut less innocent. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE THREE CHILDREN by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN CHILDREN SELECTING BOOKS IN A LIBRARY by RANDALL JARRELL COME TO THE STONE ... by RANDALL JARRELL THE LOST WORLD by RANDALL JARRELL A SICK CHILD by RANDALL JARRELL CONTINENT'S END by ROBINSON JEFFERS ON THE DEATH OF FRIENDS IN CHILDHOOD by DONALD JUSTICE THE POET AT SEVEN by DONALD JUSTICE A FAREWELL TO POETRY by THOMAS WARTON THE ELDER A FRAGMENT OF A SATIRE by THOMAS WARTON THE ELDER A PARAPHRASE ON THE 13TH CHAPTER OF ISAIAH by THOMAS WARTON THE ELDER |
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