Classic and Contemporary Poetry
JEALOUSY, by JOSEPH BEAUMONT First Line: Still, still I finde my heart too much below Last Line: My restless heart with fondly-sweet deceit. Subject(s): Jealousy; Sin | ||||||||
STILL, still I finde my Heart too much below: Which makes me tremble in sad fear That something heer Has stoln upon that heart, which now Pineing in strange Ariditie Forgets, deer LOVE, to pant, & heave to Thee. 2 Do I not hate this World? Me thinks I do. For what has rotten Earth that can The Soule of Man With any lovely Motions woe? But in thy Heavn, & fairer Thee, All glorious Attractions reigning be. 3 And yet I cannot trust this Heart, which hath So oft deceiv'd unhappy Me. To Thee, to Thee I fly, to shew me by what Path From my Soules Labyrinth I may Escape into thy fair Commandments Way 4 I care not though that Path be thick besett With Shame, & Pain, & Wrongs, & Losses, And thousand Crosses; Things which will work me less regret, Than these importunate Thoughts which bait My restless Heart with fondly-sweet Deceit. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SEVEN STREAMS OF NEVIS by GALWAY KINNELL CHANEL NO. 5 by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR BROTHERS: 4. IN MY OWN DEFENSE by LUCILLE CLIFTON THE RING AND THE CASTLE by AMY LOWELL APPELLATE JURISDICTION by MARIANNE MOORE 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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