Classic and Contemporary Poetry
DEATH, by JOSEPH BEAUMONT First Line: Look not so fierce; thy hands are ty'd, I know Last Line: Borne in a surer birth of immortalitie. Subject(s): Adam & Eve; Bible; Death; Devil; Immortality; Spiritual Life; Eve; Dead, The; Satan; Mephistopheles; Lucifer; Beelzebub | ||||||||
LOOK not so fierce; thy hands are ty'd, I know, And must be, till my Master lets them goe. Come let us parl a while, & see What makes ye world to fly from Thee. Perhaps ther's some mistake, & They Should rather run to be thy Prey. Frowne not in vaine; I long to feele thy sword; But Thou & I must stay, till Heavn does give ye word. What Furies hand rak'd up ye monstrous Deep Of shame and horrour, thence to fetch an heap Of shapelesse Shapes, which join'd in one, Make up thy Constitution? Was Night thy Mother, or was Hell? Both which in thy black Looks doe dwell. Or sin more horrid then both They? Sure none But such an hideous Shee could beare so foule a Sonne. No sooner borne but strait Thou learnd'st thy Trade, And 'twas Destruction: All ye World was made Thine easy Prize; nor didst Thou spare To take thy gluttonous fill. But where Is all bestow'd? Thy craving Look Keeps sad & thinn, as Famins Book. All flesh becomes thy food, yet naked bee Thine ougly Bones: Ther's nought but hunger grows in Thee. Great was thine Empire, & thy Conquest great: The proudest Kings bow'd at thy prouder feet. With bold Corruption Thou did'st tread On Glories stoutest, fairest Head. Thou bad'st thy shamelesse Wormes goe feed In Princes bosomes, & with speed Gnaw out ye marks of men, that none might know What difference Humane Dust from common Earth could show. Thus did thy domineering Dread surprize The trembling Earth, wch scarcely could suffice To find Thee roome, wherin to lay The numerous Nations Thou didst slay. This made Thee bold & venturous grow: Doe you not remember how One day you clamberd up a mighty Crosse? Not all ye Graves you cause, can bury yt Dayes losse. Another kind of Adam on that Tree Thou found'st, whom thy black Mother, though She be Stronger then Thou, & subtler too, Durst never hope to overthrow. Did He not foile Thee in ye fight, And of thy sting disarme Thee quite? Indeed Hee seem'd to yeild; but 'twas to lay A three-dayes Ambushment, ye surer Thee to slay. Submitted not his seeming conquer'd hands, And gently wore thy captivating Bands? Into thy Prison went Hee not Whose mighty door wth Seales was shut? Then deemed'st Thou thy Selfe secure, And of thy hardy Conquest sure: When from his Ambush thy supposed Slave Starts up, & leaves to Thee thine owne more usefull Grave? And now all yt was Death in Thee is Dead; This was thy Sting, & this lies buried In that strong Grave; and there must lie Till all the rest of Thee doth die. Look not so grim & fierce; we know Y' are not our Lord, but Servant now. Or rather y' are our Freind; doe what you can, You must be courteous now, ev'n in destroying man. All you can doe is but to set us free From what is worse then Death, Lifes Miserie. Have not brave Troops of Martyrs dar'd You to ye fight? & when you fear'd They long'd & woo'd, & prayd to bee Sharers in this Captivitie. And if their strange Request were still deny'd In strong desire of one, a thousand Deaths they dy'd. Sweet Death, so let me call Thee now, thy hand Alone can bring our shipwrack'd Soules to land. Thou with this stormy life compar'd More calme, more sweet, more lovely art. The Graves Thou ope'st are but ye Gates Of blest, & everlasting Fates; Through wch our Dying life doth pass to be Borne in a surer Birth of Immortalitie. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DEVIL'S SERMON by PHILIP JAMES BAILEY AND THE GREATEST OF THESE IS WAR by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE TEMPTRESS by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON ADDRESS TO THE DEIL by ROBERT BURNS THE DEVIL'S WALK [ON EARTH] by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE THE SIFTING OF PETER by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW Γενεθλιακον by JOSEPH BEAUMONT Γενεθλιακον by JOSEPH BEAUMONT A CONCLUSORIE HUMNE TO THE SAME WEEK; & FOR MY FRIEND by JOSEPH BEAUMONT |
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