Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONG: A LADY, RESCUED FROM DEATH BY A KNIGHT, WHO LEAVES HER, by THOMAS CAREW Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Oh, whither is my fair sun fled Last Line: Give me his dart, keep thou his flame. Subject(s): Rescues; Parting | ||||||||
OH, whither is my fair sun fled, Bearing his light, not heat, away? If thou repose in the moist bed Of the Sea-Queen, bring back the day To our dark clime, and thou shalt lie Bath'd in the sea flows from mine eye. Upon what whirlwind didst thou ride Hence, yet remain fix'd in my heart, From me and to me fled and ti'd? Dark riddles of the amorous art! Love lent thee wings to fly, so he Unfeather'd now must rest with me. Help, help, brave youth! I burn, I bleed! The cruel god with bow and brand Pursues the life thy valour freed; Disarm him with thy conquering hand; And that thou mayest the wild boy tame, Give me his dart, keep thou his flame. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE THREE CHILDREN by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN STUDY #2 FOR B.B.L. by JUNE JORDAN WATCHING THE NEEDLEBOATS AT SAN SABBA by JAMES JOYCE SESTINA: TRAVEL NOTES by WELDON KEES A DEPOSITION FROM LOVE by THOMAS CAREW A PASTORAL DIALOGUE: SHEPHERD, NYMPH, CHORUS by THOMAS CAREW |
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