Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONG: CELIA SINGING, by THOMAS CAREW Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Hark how my celia, with the choice Last Line: Are all turn'd into stones again. Subject(s): Singing & Singers; Love | ||||||||
HARK how my Celia, with the choice Music of her hand and voice, Stills the loud wind, and makes the wild Incensed boar and panther mild. Mark how those statues like men move, While men with wonder statues prove. This stiff rock bends to worship her, That idol turns idolater. Now see how all the new-inspir'd Images with love are fir'd; Hark how the tender marble groans, And all the late-transformed stones Court the fair nymph, with many a tear, Which she, more stony than they were, Beholds with unrelenting mind; Whilst they, amaz'd to see combin'd Such matchless beauty with disdain, Are all turn'd into stones again. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INVENTION OF LOVE by MATTHEA HARVEY TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS A LOVE FOR FOUR VOICES: HOMAGE TO FRANZ JOSEPH HAYDN by ANTHONY HECHT AN OFFERING FOR PATRICIA by ANTHONY HECHT LATE AFTERNOON: THE ONSLAUGHT OF LOVE by ANTHONY HECHT A SWEETENING ALL AROUND ME AS IT FALLS by JANE HIRSHFIELD A DEPOSITION FROM LOVE by THOMAS CAREW A PASTORAL DIALOGUE: SHEPHERD, NYMPH, CHORUS by THOMAS CAREW |
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