Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ON THE DEATH OF MY DEAR BROTHER, MR. H.S., DROWNED: THE TEMPERS, by WILLIAM HAMMOND Poet's Biography First Line: The elements, that do man's house compose Last Line: Surpris'd his open heart. Subject(s): Death; Sandys, Henry; Dead, The | ||||||||
THE elements, that do man's house compose, Are all his chiefest foes; Fire, air, earth, water, all are at debate, Which shall predominate. Sometimes the tyrant Fire in fevers raves, And brings us to our graves; Sometimes the Air in whirling of our brains, And windy colics, reigns; Now Earth with melancholy man invades, Making us walking shades; Now Water in salt rheums works our decay, And dropsies quench our day. But this war equal was in him; the fight, Harmony and delight, Till treacherous Thames, taking the water's part, Surpris'd his open heart. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FRIEND KILLED IN THE WAR by ANTHONY HECHT FOR JAMES MERRILL: AN ADIEU by ANTHONY HECHT TARANTULA: OR THE DANCE OF DEATH by ANTHONY HECHT CHAMPS D?ÇÖHONNEUR by ERNEST HEMINGWAY NOTE TO REALITY by TONY HOAGLAND A DIALOGUE UPON DEATH; PHILLIS AND DAMON by WILLIAM HAMMOND |
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