Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO A PAINTED MISTRESS, by THOMAS RANDOLPH Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: There are who know what once to-day it was Last Line: Which druggists sell to you, and you to me. Subject(s): Cosmetics | ||||||||
THERE are who know what once to-day it was -- Your eyes, your conscience, and your morning glass. How durst you venture that adulterate part, Belabour'd with your fucus and best art, To the rude breath of every rash salute? What did your proffer whisper? expect suit? You were too pliant with your ear; you wish'd Pomatum and vermilion might be kiss'd. That lip, that cheek by man was never known, Those favours you bestow are not your own. Henceforth such kisses I'll defy, like thee, Which druggists sell to you, and you to me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO HIS MISTRESS by ABRAHAM COWLEY ART ABOVE NATURE: TO JULIA by ROBERT HERRICK EPICOENE; OR, THE SILENT WOMAN: FREEDOM IN DRESS by BEN JONSON NEGRO GIRL by IRENE COOPER ALLEN OBSERVATIONS IN THE ART OF ENGLISH POESY: 8. TROCHAIC VERSE: THE FOURTH EPIGRAM by THOMAS CAMPION SIDNEY'S ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: CANTO SECUNDO. LOVE'S PILGRIMS by THOMAS CAMPION THE TOILETTE; A TOWN ECLOGUE by JOHN GAY FAIRIES' SONG by THOMAS RANDOLPH ODE TO MASTER ANTHONY STAFFORD [TO HASTEN HIM INTO COUNTRY] by THOMAS RANDOLPH |
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