Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO MY FRIEND, MASTER JOHN FORD; ON 'LOVE'S SACRIFICE', by JAMES SHIRLEY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Unto this altar, rich with thy own spice Last Line: To read this tragedy, and thy own be next. Subject(s): Ford, John (1586-1639); Poetry & Poets | ||||||||
Unto this altar, rich with thy own spice, I bring one grain to thy LOVE'S SACRIFICE; And boast to see thy flames ascending, while Perfumes enrich our air from thy sweet pile. Look here, thou that hast malice to the stage, And impudence enough for the whole age; "Voluminously"-ignorant, be vext To read this tragedy, and thy own be next. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ENVY OF OTHER PEOPLE'S POEMS by ROBERT HASS THE NINETEENTH CENTURY AS A SONG by ROBERT HASS THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN OXOTA: A SHORT RUSSIAN NOVEL: CHAPTER 192 by LYN HEJINIAN LET ME TELL YOU WHAT A POEM BRINGS by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA JUNE JOURNALS 6/25/88 by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA FOLLOW ROZEWICZ by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA HAVING INTENDED TO MERELY PICK ON AN OIL COMPANY, THE POEM GOES AWRY by HICOK. BOB DEATH THE LEVELLER, FR. THE CONTENTION OF AJAX AND ULYSSES by JAMES SHIRLEY |
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