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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EPIGRAM: 17, by THOMAS WYATT Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Some time I fled the fire that me brent Last Line: Mashed in the breers that erst was all to torn. Alternate Author Name(s): Wyat, Thomas Variant Title(s): Egerton Manuscript: 59 Subject(s): Desire; Fire | |||
Some time I fled the fire that me brent, By sea, by land, by water, and by wind; And now I follow the coles that be quent From Dover to Calais against my mind. Lo! how desire is both sprung and spent! And he may see that whilome was so blind; And all his labor now he laught to scorn, Mashed in the breers that erst was all to torn. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WRITTEN TO A YOUNG LADY by MAURICE BARING OUR DRIFTWOOD FIRE by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE NIGHT FIRE by CLAUDE MCKAY WATER, WINTER, FIRE by MARVIN BELL THE LITTLE FIRE IN THE WOODS by HAYDEN CARRUTH SAMSON PREDICTS FROM GAZA THE PHILADELPHIA FIRE by LUCILLE CLIFTON |
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