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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EPIGRAM: 27. THE FRUIT, by THOMAS WYATT Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: The fruit of all the service that I serve Last Line: Amids my help, and helpless doth remain. Alternate Author Name(s): Wyat, Thomas Subject(s): Fruit; Hunger; Pain; Tantalus (greek Mythology); Thirst; Suffering; Misery | |||
The fruit of all the service that I serve Despair doth reap, such hapless hap have I. But though he have no power to make me swerve, Yet, by the fire, for cold I feel I die. In paradise, for hunger still I sterve; And, in the flood, for thirst to death I dry. So Tantalus am I, and in worse pain Amids my help, and helpless doth remain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PARTHENOPHIL AND PARTHENOPHE: MADRIGAL 14 by BARNABE BARNES SONNETS IN SHADOWS: 1 by ARLO BATES IN PRAISE OF PAIN by HEATHER MCHUGH THE SYMPATIZERS by JOSEPHINE MILES |
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