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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO AMARANTHA, THAT SHE WOULD DISHEVEL HER HAIR, by RICHARD LOVELACE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Amarantha, sweet and fair Last Line: That joys so ripe so little keep. Variant Title(s): Her Golden Hair;song Subject(s): Hair; Love | |||
AMARANTHA, sweet and fair, Ah, braid no more that shining hair! As my curious hand or eye Hovering round thee, let it fly. Let it fly as unconfined As its calm ravisher the wind, Who hath left his darling, the east! To wanton o'er that spicy nest. Every tress must be confessed; But neatly tangled at the best; Like a clue of golden thread Most excellently ravelled. Do not, then, wind up that light In ribands, and o'ercloud in night, Like the sun in's early ray; But shake your head and scatter day. See, 'tis broke! Within this grove, The bower and the walks of love, Weary lie we down and rest And fan each other's panting breast. Here we'll strip and cool our fire In cream below, in milk-baths higher; And when all wells are drawn dry, I'll drink a tear out of thine eye. Which our very joys shall leave, That sorrows thus we can deceive; Or our very sorrows weep, That joys so ripe so little keep. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INVENTION OF LOVE by MATTHEA HARVEY TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS A LOVE FOR FOUR VOICES: HOMAGE TO FRANZ JOSEPH HAYDN by ANTHONY HECHT AN OFFERING FOR PATRICIA by ANTHONY HECHT LATE AFTERNOON: THE ONSLAUGHT OF LOVE by ANTHONY HECHT |
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