Classic and Contemporary Poetry
GREENES FUNERALLS: SONNET 6, by RICHARD BARNFIELD Poet's Biography First Line: Of tel-tales tell my muse Last Line: Ile fall into an other kinde of vaine. Alternate Author Name(s): Barnefield, Richard | ||||||||
Of Tel-tales tell my muse, Of such as love to lie: Of such as use, for to abuse, Their friends and no cause why. Of such and none but such, My pen shall write his pleasure: And them at large I meane to tuch, When I have time and leasure. My rime is rude, what then? Yet will it serve the turne: To notifie such wicked men, As doe deserve to burne. As doe deserve to burne said I? Nay worse: that ought to feele, The raging force and crueltie: Of old Ixions wheele. But least I should this mourning Muse retaine: Ile fall into an other kinde of vaine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET TO HIS FRIEND R.L. IN PRAISE OF MUSIQUE AND POETRIE by RICHARD BARNFIELD A COMPARISON OF THE LIFE OF MAN by RICHARD BARNFIELD A REMEMBRANCE OF SOME ENGLISH POETS by RICHARD BARNFIELD AN EPITAPH UPON THE DEATH OF HIS AUNT, ELIZABETH SKRYMSHER by RICHARD BARNFIELD AN EPITAPH UPON THE DEATH OF SIR PHILIP SIDNEY by RICHARD BARNFIELD CASSANDRA by RICHARD BARNFIELD GREENES FUNERALLS: SONNET 1 by RICHARD BARNFIELD GREENES FUNERALLS: SONNET 10. A CATALOGUE OF CERTAINE OF HIS BOOKES by RICHARD BARNFIELD |
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