Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LINES TO A CRITIC, by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Honey from silkworms who can gather Last Line: How should I then hate thee? Subject(s): Criticism & Critics; Hate | ||||||||
I HONEY from silkworms who can gather, Or silk from the yellow bee? The grass may grow in winter weather As soon as hate in me. II Hate men who cant, and men who pray, And men who rail like thee; An equal passion to repay They are not coy like me. III Or seek some slave of power and gold, To be thy dear heart's mate; Thy love will move that bigot cold Sooner than me thy hate. IV A passion like the one I prove Cannot divided be; I hate thy want of truth and love -- How should I then hate thee? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOVE THE WILD SWAN by ROBINSON JEFFERS HATRED by GWENDOLYN B. BENNETT TO AN ENEMY by MAXWELL BODENHEIM JACK ROSE by MAXWELL BODENHEIM THE PEOPLE OF THE OTHER VILLAGE by THOMAS LUX IN STRANGE EVENTS by WILLIAM MEREDITH LINES FOR A CHRISTMAS CARD by HILAIRE BELLOC LINES TO A DON by HILAIRE BELLOC A DIRGE by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY ADONAIS; AN ELEGY ON THE DEATH OF JOHN KEATS by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY |
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