Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO A LADY THAT DESIRED I WOULD LOVE HER, by THOMAS CAREW Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Now you have freely given me leave to love Last Line: You but unlock, so we each other bless. Subject(s): Love | ||||||||
Now you have freely given me leave to love, What will you do? Shall I your mirth, or passion move, When I begin to woo; Will you torment, or scorn, or love me too? Each petty beauty can disdain, and I Spight of your hate Without your leave can see, and die; Dispence a nobler Fate! Tis easie to destroy, you may create. Then give me leave to love, & love me too Not with designe To raise, as Loves curst Rebels doe, When puling Poets whine, Fame to their beauty, from their blubbr'd eyn. Grief is a puddle, and reflects not clear Your beauties rayes; Joyes are pure streames, your eyes appear Sullen in sadder layes; In cheerfull numbers they shine bright with prayse, Which shall not mention to express you fayr, Wounds, flames, and darts, Storms in your brow, nets in your hair, Suborning all your parts, Or to betray, or torture captive hearts. I'll make your eyes like morning Suns appear, As mild, and fair; Your brow as Crystall smooth, and clear, And your dishevell'd hair Shall flow like a calm Region of the Air. Rich Nature's store, (which is the Poet's Treasure) I'll spend, to dress Your beauties, if your mine of Pleasure In equall thankfulness You but unlock, so we each other bless. | 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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