Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO CELIA SINGING, by HENRY LAWES Poet's Biography First Line: Till I beheld fair celia's face Last Line: Soft love would enter love's own ear. Subject(s): Beauty; Courtship | ||||||||
TILL I beheld fair Celia's face, Where perfect beauty keeps her court, A lover's passion found no place In me, who counted love a sport; I thought the whole world could not move A well resolvèd heart to love. Wounded by her I now adore Those powers of love I have defied, I court the flames I scorned before, And am repaid with scorn and pride; In such unpitied flames to dwell, Is not a martyrdom, but hell. Cupid can't help me, nor wound her, He'll rather prove my rival hence, Though blind, he'll turn idolater, For she hath charms for every sense; Should he her voice's music hear, Soft love would enter love's own ear. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AS YOU WALK OUT ONE MORNING by GLYN MAXWELL TALE OF THE MAYOR'S SON by GLYN MAXWELL THE RIVALS by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON MARJORIE'S WOOING by EMMA LAZARUS THE FORTUNATE SPILL by MARILYN NELSON REQUEST TO LEDA by DYLAN THOMAS A CAUTION TO FAIR LADIES by HENRY LAWES |
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