Classic and Contemporary Poetry
"JULIA, YOUNG WANTON, FLUNG THE GATHER'D SNOW", by ANONYMOUS Last Line: "with water which thou kindlest, quench with fire" Subject(s): Desire | ||||||||
JULIA, young wanton, flung the gather'd snow, Nor fear'd I burning from the wat'ry blow: 'Tis cold, I cry'd, but ah! too soon I found, Sent by that hand it dealt a scorching wound. Resistless fair! we fly thy power in vain, Who turn'st to fiery darts the frozen rain; Burn, Julia, burn like me, and that desire With water which thou kindlest, quench with fire. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AMERICAN WEDDING by ESSEX HEMPHILL HISTORY OF DESIRE by TONY HOAGLAND ARISTOTLE TO PHYLLIS by JOHN HOLLANDER TIS A LITTLE JOURNEY by ANONYMOUS |
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