Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SECOND SONG IN SIR BARNABY WHIGG, by THOMAS D'URFEY First Line: Farewell my lov'd sciencce, my former delight Last Line: I divert all the town with my thrumming and thrashing. Subject(s): Shadwell, Thomas (1642-1692) | ||||||||
Farewel my lov'd science, my former delight, Moliere is quite riffled, then how should I write; My fancy 's grown sleepy, my quibling is done, And design or Invention alas I have none; But still let the Town never doubt my Condition, Though I fall a dam'd Poet I'll mount a Musitian. I got fame by filching from Poems and Plays, But my Fidling and drinking has lost me the Bays; Like a fury I rail'd, like a Satyr I writ, Thersites my humour, and Fleckno my wit; But to make some amends for my snarling and lashing, I divert all the Town with my Thrumming and Thrashing. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE TRUE WIDOW: PROLOGUE by JOHN DRYDEN AN ALLUSION TO HORACE, THE TENTH SATYR OF THE FIRST BOOK by JOHN WILMOT ABSALOM AND ACHITOPHEL: PART 2 (IN POEM BY NAHUM TATE) by JOHN DRYDEN OG AND DOES (THE WRITERS SHADWELL AND SETTLE) by JOHN DRYDEN POET SHADWELL'S CORONATION by JOHN DRYDEN UNDER THE CEDARCROFT CHESTNUT by SIDNEY LANIER SECRECY PROTESTED by THOMAS CAREW THE BOSPHORUS REVISITED by SEYMOUR GREEN WHEELER BENJAMIN ASPIRATIONS: 8 by MATHILDE BLIND |
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