Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WHITENESS, OR CHASTITY, by JOSEPH BEAUMONT First Line: Tell me, where doth whiteness grow Last Line: Doth thee alone, fair chastitie, inrich. Subject(s): Chastity; Worship | ||||||||
TELL me, where doth Whiteness grow, Not on Bedds of Scythian Snow; Nor on Alabaster Hills; Nor in Canaans milkie Rills; Nor the dainty living Land Of a young Queen's Breast or Hand; Nor on Cygnets lovely necks; Nor in Lap of Virgin Wax; Nor upon the soft & sleek Pillows of the Lillies Cheek; Nor the pretious smileing Heirs Of the Mornings Perlie tears; Nor the silver-shaming Grace Of the Moons unclowded Face: No; All these Candors Are but the handsome Slanders Cast on the Name of genuine WHITENES, which Doth Thee alone, fair CHASTITIE, inrich. | Discover our poem explanations - click here!Other Poems of Interest...COMPANIONSHIP by MALTBIE DAVENPORT BABCOCK FOR I WILL CONSIDER YOUR DOG MOLLY by DAVID LEHMAN RUSSIAN CATHEDRAL by CLAUDE MCKAY LITTLE WHITE CHURCH by MARILYN NELSON A STEEPLE ON THE HOUSE by ROBERT FROST MATE (1) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON ANSWER TO PRAYER by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE TEN COMMANDMENTS by GEORGE SANTAYANA |
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