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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ECCHO, by ABRAHAM COWLEY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: Tyr'd with the rough denialls of my prayer
Last Line: Producing neither image, fire nor sound.
First Line: Tyr'd with the rough denialls of my prayer
Last Line: Producing neither image, fire nor sound.
1.
TYr'd with the rough denialls of my prayer,
From that hard she whom I obey,
I come in and find a Nymph, much gentler here,
That gives consent to all I say.
Ah gentle Nymph who lik'st so well,
In hollow, solitary Caves to dwell;
Her Heart being such, into it go,
And do but once from thence answer me so.
2.
Complaisant Nymph, why dost thus kindly share
In griefs, whose cause thou dost not know!
Hadst thou but Eyes, as well as Tongue and Eare,
How much compassion wouldst thou show!
Thy flame, whilst living, or a flower,
Was of less beauty, and less ravishing power;
Alas, I might as easilie,
Paint thee to her, as describe Her to Thee.
3.
By repercussion Beams engender Fire,
Shapes by reflexion shapes beget:
The voice it selfe, when stopt, does back retire,
And a new voice is made by it.
Thus things by opposition
The gainers grow; my barren Love alone,
Does from her stony breast rebound,
Producing neither Image, Fire nor Sound.
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