Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, A LOOKING-GLASS, by THOMAS CAREW



Poetry Explorer

Classic and Contemporary Poetry

Rhyming Dictionary Search
A LOOKING-GLASS, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: That flatt'ring glass, whose smooth face wears
Last Line: And melt that ice to floods of joy.
Subject(s): Mirrors


THAT flatt'ring glass, whose smooth face wears
Your shadow, which a sun appears,
Was once a river of my tears.

About your cold heart they did make
A circle, where the briny lake
Congeal'd into a crystal cake.

Gaze no more on that killing eye,
For fear the native cruelty
Doom you, as it doth all, to die:

For fear lest the fair object move
Your froward heart to fall in love:
Then you yourself my rival prove.

Look rather on my pale cheeks pin'd,
There view your beauties, there you 'll find
A fair face, but a cruel mind.

Be not for ever frozen, coy!
One beam of love will soon destroy
And melt that ice to floods of joy.





Other Poems of Interest...



Home: PoetryExplorer.net