Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A SONG, by JOHN DRYDEN Poem Explanation Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Fair, sweet and young, receive a prize Last Line: For after dying all reprieve's too late. Subject(s): Beauty; Fate; Love; Destiny | ||||||||
Fair, sweet and young, receive a prize Reserv'd for your Victorious Eyes: From Crowds, whom at your Feet you see, O pity, and distinguish me; As I from thousand Beauties more Distinguish you, and only you adore. Your Face for Conquest was design'd, Your ev'ry Motion charms my Mind; Angels, when you your Silence break, Forget their Hymns to hear you speak; But when at once they hear and view, Are loath to mount, and long to stay with you. No Graces can your Form improve, But all are lost, unless you love; While that sweet Passion you disdain, Your Veil and Beauty are in vain. In pity then prevent my Fate, For after dying all Reprieve's too late. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ATTEMPTING TO ANSWER DAVID IGNATOW'S QUESTION by ROBERT BLY FROST AND HIS ENEMIES by ROBERT BLY THE WORLDS IN THIS WORLD by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR UNABLE TO FIND by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR TO HELEN KELLER - HUMANITARIAN, SOCIAL DEMOCRAT, GREAT SOUL by EDWIN MARKHAM DOMESDAY BOOK: FINDING OF THE BODY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS WE COME BACK by KENNETH REXROTH THE WAKING (2) by THEODORE ROETHKE A SONG FOR ST. CECILIA'S DAY by JOHN DRYDEN A SONG TO A FAIR YOUNG LADY GOING OUT OF TOWN IN THE SPRING by JOHN DRYDEN |
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