Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE CURE, by ABRAHAM COWLEY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Come, doctor, use thy roughest art Last Line: That I should hope 'twould almost quench my fire. Subject(s): Physicians; Doctors | ||||||||
1. COme, Doctor, use thy roughest art, Thou canst not cruell prove; Cut, burne, and torture every Part, To heal me of my Love. 2. There is no danger, if the pain Should me to 'a Feaver bring; Compar'd with Heats I now sustain, A Fevour is so Cool a thing, (Like drink which feaverish men desire) That I should hope 'twould almost quench my Fire. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DOCTOR WHO SITS AT THE BEDSIDE OF A RAT by JOSEPHINE MILES EL CURANDERO (THE HEALER) by RAFAEL CAMPO HER FINAL SHOW by RAFAEL CAMPO SONG FOR MY LOVER: 13. TOWARDS CURING AIDS by RAFAEL CAMPO WHAT THE BODY TOLD by RAFAEL CAMPO MEDICINE 2; FOR JOHN MURRAY by CAROLYN KIZER THE NERVE DOCTORS by THOMAS LUX DOMESDAY BOOK: DR. BURKE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |
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