Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MENAPHON: MENAPHON'S DITTY, by ROBERT GREENE Poet's Biography First Line: Fair fields, proud flora's vaunt, why is 't you smile when I lanquish Last Line: Till proud she repent. Subject(s): Grief; Sorrow; Sadness | ||||||||
FAIR fields, proud Flora's vaunt, why is't you smile Whenas I languish? You golden meads, why strive you to beguile My weeping anguish? I live to sorrow, you to pleasure spring: Why do you spring thus? What, will not Boreas, tempest's wrathful king, Take some pity on us, And send forth winter in her rusty weed, To wail my bemoanings, Whiles I distress'd do tune my country-reed Unto my groanings? But heaven, and earth, time, place, and every power Have with her conspir'd To turn my blissful sweets to baleful sour, Since fond I desir'd The heaven whereto my thoughts may not aspire. Ay me, unhappy! It was my fault t' embrace my bane, the fire That forceth me die. Mine be the pain, but her's the cruel cause Of this strange torment; Wherefore no time my banning prayers shall pause Till proud she repent. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONOMA FIRE by JANE HIRSHFIELD AS THE SPARKS FLY UPWARDS by JOHN HOLLANDER WHAT GREAT GRIEF HAS MADE THE EMPRESS MUTE by JUNE JORDAN CHAMBER MUSIC: 19 by JAMES JOYCE DIRGE AT THE END OF THE WOODS by LEONIE ADAMS A FAREWELL TO FOLLY: CONTENT by ROBERT GREENE |
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