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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 9, by THOMAS CAMPION Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: The cypress curtain of the night is spread Last Line: As this poor one, the worser part of me. Subject(s): Grief; Sorrow; Sadness | |||
THE cypress curtain of the night is spread, And over all a silent dew is cast. The weaker cares, by sleep are conquered: But I alone, with hideous grief aghast, In spite of Morpheus' charms, a watch do keep Over mine eyes, to banish careless sleep. Yet oft my trembling eyes through faintness close, And then the map of Hell before me stands; Which ghosts do see, and I am one of those Ordained to pine in sorrow's endless bands, Since from my wretched soul all hopes are reft And now no cause of life to me is left. Grief, seize my soul! for that will still endure When my crazed body is consumed and gone; Bear it to thy black den! there keep it sure Where thou ten thousand souls dost tire upon! Yet all do not afford such food to thee As this poor one, the worser part of me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONOMA FIRE by JANE HIRSHFIELD AS THE SPARKS FLY UPWARDS by JOHN HOLLANDER WHAT GREAT GRIEF HAS MADE THE EMPRESS MUTE by JUNE JORDAN CHAMBER MUSIC: 19 by JAMES JOYCE DIRGE AT THE END OF THE WOODS by LEONIE ADAMS A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 10. THE DYING FALL by THOMAS CAMPION |
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