Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TO HIS LEARNED FRIEND M. JO. HARMAR, PHYSITIAN, by ROBERT HERRICK


Poetry Explorer

Classic and Contemporary Poetry

TO HIS LEARNED FRIEND M. JO. HARMAR, PHYSITIAN, by                 Poet Analysis     Poet's Biography
First Line: When first I find those numbers thou do'st write
Last Line: If jove wo'd speake, he wo'd accept of thine.


When first I find those Numbers thou do'st write;
To be most soft, terce, sweet, and perpolite:
Next, when I see Thee towring in the skie,
In an expansion no less large, then high;
Then, in that compass, sayling here and there,
And with Circumgyration every where;
Following with love and active heate thy game,
And then at last to truss the Epigram;
I must confess, distinction none I see
Between Domitians Martiall then, and Thee.
But this I know, should Jupiter agen
Descend from heaven, to re-converse with men;
The Romane Language full, and superfine,
If Jove wo'd speake, he wo'd accept of thine.





Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!


Other Poems of Interest...
Home: PoetryExplorer.net