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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HORACE: SONG AT THE END OF ACT 2, by PIERRE CORNEILLE First Line: To arms, to arms, the heroes cry Last Line: Were there no honour, there would be no love. Subject(s): Honor | |||
1 To Arms, to Arms, the Heroes cry, A glorious Death, or Victory. Beauty and Love, although combin'd, And each so powerful alone, Cannot prevail against a mind Bound up in resolution. Tears their weak influence vainly prove, Nothing the daring breast can move, Honour is blind, and deaf, ev'n deaf to Love. 2 The Field! the Field! where Valour bleeds, Spurn'd into dust by barbed steeds, Instead of wanton beds of down Is now the scene where they must try, To overthrow, or be o'erthrown; Bravely to overcome, or die. Honour in her interest sits above What Beauty, Prayers, or Tears can move: Were there no Honour, there would be no Love. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE ASHES; FOR WILLIAM GASS by CAROLYN KIZER INVENTORY by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR A BOOK OF AIRS SONG 18 by THOMAS CAMPION TO LUCASTA, [ON] GOING TO THE WARS by RICHARD LOVELACE IF WE MUST DIE by CLAUDE MCKAY THE PHANTOM REVIEW by SQUIRE OMAR BARKER TO THE HONOURABLE AND VIRTUOUS LADY, THE LADY TASBURGH by WILLIAM BASSE URANIA; THE WOMAN IN THE MOON: DEDICATION TO LADY PENELOPE DYNHAM by WILLIAM BASSE HORACE: CHORUS AT THE END OF ACT 1 by PIERRE CORNEILLE |
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