Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET: 15. UPON THE DEVICE OF A SEELED DOVE, by PHILIP SIDNEY Poet's Biography First Line: Like as the dove, which seeled up doth fly Last Line: More happy I, might I in bondage bide. Subject(s): Doves | ||||||||
Like as the dove which seeled-up doth fly, Is neither freed, nor yet to service bound. But hopes to gain some help by mounting high Till want of force do force her fall to ground; Right so my mind, caught by his guiding eye, And thence cast off, where his sweet hurt he found, Hath neither leave to live, nor doom to die, Nor held in evil, nor suffered to be sound, But with his wings of fancies up he goes To high conceits, whose fruits are oft but small, Till wounded, blind, and wearied spirits lose Both force to fly, and knowledge where to fall. O happy dove, if she no bondage tried; More happy I, might I in bondage bide. | Other Poems of Interest...THE TURTLE DOVES by PHILIP AYRES LETTING THE DOVES OUT by ALICIA SUSKIN OSTRIKER THE DOVE'S NECK by GERALD STERN THE DOVE IN SPRING by WALLACE STEVENS WHAT THE DOVE SINGS by CAROL FROST THE DOVE by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE PHOENIX AND THE TURTLE by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE |
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