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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE INDIAN EMPEROR: SONG, by JOHN DRYDEN Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Ah fading joy, how quickly art thou past! Last Line: To gentle slumbers call. Subject(s): Books; Fate; Peace; Singing & Singers; Reading; Destiny; Songs | |||
AH fading joy, how quickly art thou past! Yet we thy ruine haste: As if the Cares of Humane Life were few, We seek out new, And follow Fate that does too fast pursue. See how on ev'ry Bough the Birds express In their sweet notes their happiness. They all enjoy and nothing spare; But on their Mother Nature lay their care: Why then should Man, the Lord of all below, Such troubles chuse to know, As none of all his Subjects undergo? Hark, hark, the Waters fall, fall, fall And with a Murmuring sound Dash, dash, upon the ground, To gentle slumbers call. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE APOLLO TRIO by CONRAD AIKEN BAD GIRL SINGING by MARK JARMAN CHAMBER MUSIC: 4 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 5 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 28 by JAMES JOYCE THE SONG OF THE NIGHTINGALE IS LIKE THE SCENT OF SYRINGA by MINA LOY A SONG FOR ST. CECILIA'S DAY by JOHN DRYDEN A SONG TO A FAIR YOUNG LADY GOING OUT OF TOWN IN THE SPRING by JOHN DRYDEN |
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