Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE FRAILTY, by ABRAHAM COWLEY

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First Line: I know 'tis sordid, and 'tis low
Last Line: All those grave sullen vapours melt in tears away.


I Know 'tis sordid, and 'tis low;
(All this as well as you I know)
Which I so hotly now pursue;
(I know all this as well as you)
But whilst this cursed flesh I bear,
And all the Weaknesse, and the Baseness there,
Alas, alas, it will be alwaies so.


In vain, exceedingly in vain
I rage sometimes, and bite my Chaine;
For to what purpose do I bite
With Teeth, which nere will break it quite?
For if the chiefest Christian Head,
Was by this sturdy Tyrant buffeted,
What wonder is it, if weak I be slain?


As when the Sun appears,
The Morning Thicknesse clears;
So, when my thoughts let sadnesse in,
And a new Morning does begin,
If my Beautie's piercing ray,
Strike through my Trembling Eyes a suddain day;
All those grave sullen Vapours melt in Tears away.

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