Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A LETTER TO R. L. ESQ, by JOHN BYROM Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Dear peter, if thou canst descend Last Line: Can cure him of that fiddling phrenzy. Subject(s): Letters; Messages & Messengers; Muses; News | ||||||||
DEAR Peter, if thou canst descend From RODELIND to hear a friend, And if those ravish'd ears of thine Can quit the shrill celestial whine Of gentle eunuchs, and sustain Thy native Enlish without pain, I would, if't en't too great a burden, Thy ravish'd ears intrude a word in. To Richard's and to Tom's full oft Have I stept forth, O 'squire of Toft, In hopes that I might win, perchance, A sight of thy sweet countenance; Forth have I stept, but still alas! Richard's or Tom's,'twas all a case; Still met I with the same reply "Saw you sir Peter?""No, not I." Being at length no longer able To bear the dismal trissyllable, Home I retir'd in saunt'ring wise, And inward turning all my eyes, To seek thee in the friendly breast, Where thou hast made a kind of nest, The gentle muse I'gan invoke, And thus the neck of silence broke: "Muse!" quoth I, treading on her toes, "Thou sweet companion of my woes, That whilom wont to ease my care, And get me now and thena hare Why am I thus depriv'd the sight Both of the alderman and knight? Tell me, O tell me, gentle muse, Where is Sir Peter, where is Clowes?" "Where your friend Joseph is or goes," Reply'd Melpomene, "Lord knows; And what place is the fairest bidder For the knight's presencelet's consider Your wandering steps you must refer to Rehearsal, op'ra, or concerto; At one or other of the three You'll find him most undoubtedly." Now, Peter, if the muse says true, To all my hopes I bid adieu; Adieu my hopes, if op'ramany Has seiz'd on Peter's pericranie. Drunk with Italian Syren's cup! Nay then, in troth, I give him up: The man's a quack, whoe'er pretends he Can cure him of that fiddling phrenzy. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WE BILLION CHEERED by GLYN MAXWELL THOSE SEINFELD DAYS WHEN NOTHING HAPPENS EXCEPT I LOVE YOU by E. ETHELBERT MILLER THEN AND NOW by CECIL DAY LEWIS AFTER THE NEWSCAST by ANSELM HOLLO INFO; FOR JOE CARDARELLI by ANSELM HOLLO TURN OFF THE NEWS by ANSELM HOLLO THE NEWS PHOTO by DAVID IGNATOW A HYMN FOR CHRISTMAS DAY (2) by JOHN BYROM |
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