Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO DEWES; A SONG, by ROBERT HERRICK Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: I burn, I burn; and beg of you Last Line: Ye coole, and comfort all, but me. | ||||||||
I burn, I burn; and beg of you To quench, or coole me with your Dew. I frie in fire, and so consume, Although the Pile be all perfume. Alas! the heat and death's the same; Whether by choice, or common flame: To be in Oyle of Roses drown'd, Or water; where's the comfort found? Both bring one death; and I die here, Unlesse you coole me with a Teare: Alas! I call; but ah! I see Ye coole, and comfort all, but me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A MEDITATION FOR HIS MISTRESS by ROBERT HERRICK A TERNARIE OF LITTLES, UPON A PIPKIN OF JELLIE by ROBERT HERRICK A THANKSGIVING TO GOD [FOR HIS HOUSE] by ROBERT HERRICK ANOTHER GRACE FOR A CHILD by ROBERT HERRICK ART ABOVE NATURE: TO JULIA by ROBERT HERRICK CEREMONIES FOR CANDLEMASSE EVE by ROBERT HERRICK CEREMONIES FOR CHRISTMAS (1) by ROBERT HERRICK CLOTHES DO BUT CHEAT AND COZEN US by ROBERT HERRICK COMFORT [TO A YOUTH THAT HAD LOST HIS LOVE] by ROBERT HERRICK |
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