Classic and Contemporary Poetry
DULLNESS, by GEORGE HERBERT Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Why do I languish thus, drooping and dull Last Line: What angel fit? Subject(s): Consolation | ||||||||
WHY do I languish thus, drooping and dull, As if I were all earth? O give me quicknesse, that I may with mirth Praise thee brim-full! The wanton lover in a curious strain Can praise his fairest fair; And with quaint metaphors her curled hair Curl o'er again: Thou art my lovelinesse, my life, my light, Beautie alone to me: Thy bloudy death, and undeserv'd, makes thee Pure red and white. When all perfections as but one appeare, That those thy form doth shew, The very dust, where thou dost tread and go, Makes beauties here. Where are my lines then? my approaches? views? Where are my window songs? Lovers are still pretending, and ev'n wrongs Sharpen their Muse. But I am lost in flesh, whose sugred lyes Still mock me, and grow bold: Sure thou didst put a minde there, if I could Finde where it lies. Lord, cleare thy gift, that with a constant wit I may but look towards thee: Look onely; for to love thee, who can be, What angel fit? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SHAKESPEARE'S GRAVE by ROBINSON JEFFERS RECOMPENSE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE WILLOW by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON EINSTEIN by ARCHIBALD MACLEISH HOLDERLIN'S JOURNEY by EDWIN MUIR THE PRODIGAL SON by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON ILKA BLADE O' GRASS KEPS ITS AIN DRAP O' DEW by JAMES BALLANTYNE COMFORT by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING A DIALOGUE ANTHEM by GEORGE HERBERT |
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