Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET, by RICHARD LOVELACE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Depose your finger of that ring Last Line: The blackest, when y' are ne'er the worse. Subject(s): Oaths | ||||||||
DEPOSE your finger of that ring, And crown mine with't awhile. Now I restore't---Pray does it bring Back with it more of soil? Or shines it not as innocent, As honest, as before 'twas lent? So then enrich me with that treasure Will but increase your store, And please me, fair one, with that pleasure Must please you still the more: Not to save others is a curse The blackest, when y' are ne'er the worse. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SECOND BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 13 by THOMAS CAMPION A DIALOGUE BETWEEN TWO ZEALOTS UPON THE &C. IN THE OATH by JOHN CLEVELAND THE POWER OF AN OATH by DELPHIC ORACLE A CREED by NORMAN ROWLAND GALE THE DAFFODIL FIELDS: 1 by JOHN MASEFIELD THE DAFFODIL FIELDS: 2 by JOHN MASEFIELD THE DAFFODIL FIELDS: 4 by JOHN MASEFIELD AD FRATREM by JOHN COWPER POWYS GRATIANA DANCING AND SINGING by RICHARD LOVELACE LA BELLA BONA ROBA by RICHARD LOVELACE THE GRASSHOPPER; TO MY NOBLE FRIEND MR. CHARLES COTTON by RICHARD LOVELACE |
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