Give way, give way, now, now my Charles shines here, A Publike Light (in this immensive Sphere.) Some starres were fixt before; but these are dim, Compar'd (in this my ample Orbe) to Him. Draw in your feeble fiers, while that He Appeares but in His Meaner Majestie. Where, if such glory flashes from His Name, Which is His Shade, who can abide His Flame! Princes, and such like Publike Lights as these, Must not be lookt on, but at distances: For, if we gaze on These brave Lamps too neer, Our eyes they'l blind, or if not blind, they'l bleer | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OUR LADY by MARY ELIZABETH COLERIDGE SWEENEY AMONG THE NIGHTINGALES by THOMAS STEARNS ELIOT HABEAS CORPUS by HELEN MARIA HUNT FISKE JACKSON THE SONG OF FIONNUALA by THOMAS MOORE THE RUBAIYAT, 1879 EDITION: 21 by OMAR KHAYYAM SONNET: 57 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE PRAYER by ANTON ALEXANDER VON AUERSPERG THE KNIGHT AND THE LADY; DOMESTIC LEGEND OF THE REIGN OF QUEEN ANNE by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM |