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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A LADY TO A YOUNG COURTIER, by HENRY HUGHES First Line: Love thee! Good sooth, not I Last Line: Who can deny such blades a bit! Subject(s): Courts & Courtiers; Royal Court Life; Royalty; Kings; Queens | |||
LOVE thee! good sooth, not I! I've somewhat else to do; Alas, you must go learn to talk, Before you learn to woo. Nay, fie! stand off, go to! Because you're in the fashion, And newly come to court; D'ye think your clothes are orators T'invite us to the sport? Ha, ha! Who will not jeer thee for't. Ne'er look so sweetly, youth, Nor fiddle with your band; We know, you trim your borrowed curls To show your pretty hand. But 'tis too young for to command. Go, practise how to jeer; And think each word a jest; That's the court wit. Alas, you're out, To think when finely drest, You please me, or the ladies, best. Mark how Sir Whackam fools; Aye marry, there's a wit! Who cares not what he says or swears; So ladies laugh at it; Who can deny such blades a bit! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BOTHWELL: PART 4 by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN IN PHARAOH'S TOMB by HAYDEN CARRUTH FOR THE INVESTITURE by CECIL DAY LEWIS ELEGY ASKING THAT IT BE THE LAST; FOR INGRID ERHARDT, 1951-1971 by NORMAN DUBIE L,ENVOI: IN OUR TIME by ERNEST HEMINGWAY VASHTI by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON LINES ON CARMEN SYLVA by EMMA LAZARUS TO CARMEN SYLVA (QUEEN OF ROUMANIA) by EMMA LAZARUS IN THE CARPENTER'S SHOP by SARA TEASDALE THE PRISONER OF CHILLON: INTRODUCTORY SONNET by GEORGE GORDON BYRON |
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