Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LINES SPOKEN BY THE GHOST OF JOHN DENNIS AT THE DEVIL TAVERN, by THOMAS GRAY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: From purling streams and the elysian scene Last Line: And alexander wears a ramilie. | ||||||||
FROM purling Streams & the Elysian Scene, From Groves, that smile with never-fading Green I reascend; in Atropos' despight Restored to Celadon, & upper light: Ye gods, that sway the Regions under ground, Reveal to mortal View your realms profound; At his command admit the eye of Day; When Celadon commands, what God can disobey? Nor seeks he your Tartarean fires to know, The house of Torture, & th' Abyss of Woe; But happy fields & Mansions free from Pain, Gay Meads, & springing flowers best please y gentle Swain: That little, naked, melancholy thing My Soul, when first she tryed her flight to wing; Began with speed new Regions to explore, And blunder'd thro' a narrow Postern door; First most devoutly having said its Prayers, It tumbled down a thousand pair of [Stairs], Thro' Entries long, thro' Cellars vast & deep, Where ghostly Rats their habitations keep, Where Spiders spread their Webs, & owlish Goblins sleep. After so many Chances had befell, It came into a mead of Asphodel: Betwixt the Confines of y light & dark It lies, of 'Lyzium y S James's park: Here Spirit-Beaux flutter along the Mall, And Shadows in disguise scate o'er y Iced Canal: Here groves embower'd, & more sequester'd Shades, Frequented by y Ghosts of Ancient Maids, Are seen to rise: the melancholy Scene With gloomy haunts, & twilight walks between Conceals the wayward band: here spend their time Greensickness Girls, that died in youthful prime, Virgins forlorn, all drest in Willow-green-i With Queen Elizabeth and Nicolini. More to reveal, or many words to use Would tire alike your patience & my muse. Believe, that never was so faithful found Queen Proserpine to Pluto under ground, Or Cleopatra to her Marc-Antony As Orozmades to his Celadony. P:S: Lucrece for half a crown will shew you fun, But M Oldfield is become a Nun. Nobles & Cits, Prince Pluto & his Spouse Flock to the Ghost of Covent-Garden house: Plays, which were hiss'd above, below revive; When dead applauded, that were damn'd alive: The People, as in life, still keep their Passions, But differ something from the world in Fashions. Queen Artemisia breakfasts on Bohea, And Alexander wears a Ramilie. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HYMN TO ADVERSITY by THOMAS GRAY ODE ON A DISTANT PROSPECT OF ETON COLLEGE by THOMAS GRAY ODE ON THE DEATH OF A FAVOURITE CAT, DROWNED IN A TUB by THOMAS GRAY ODE ON THE PLEASURE ARISING FROM VICISSITUDE by THOMAS GRAY ODE ON THE SPRING by THOMAS GRAY ON LORD HOLLAND'S SEAT NEAR MARGATE, KENT by THOMAS GRAY ON THE DEATH OF RICHARD WEST by THOMAS GRAY THE BARD; A PINDARIC ODE by THOMAS GRAY THE PROGRESS OF POESY; A PINDARIC ODE by THOMAS GRAY THE TRIUMPHS OF OWEN: A FRAGMENT by THOMAS GRAY |
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