Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AMORETTI: 54, by EDMUND SPENSER Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Of this world's theatre in which we stay Last Line: She is no woman, but a sencelesse stone. Alternate Author Name(s): Clout, Colin Variant Title(s): A Hard Audience Subject(s): Conceit | ||||||||
Of this worlds theatre in which we stay, My love, lyke the spectator, ydly sits, Beholding me, that all the pageants play, Disguysing diversly my troubled wits. Sometimes I joy, when glad occasion fits, And mask in myrth lyke to a comedy: Soone after, when my joy to sorrow flits, I waile, and make my woes a tragedy. Yet she, beholding me with constant eye, Delights not in my merth, nor rues my smart: But when I laugh, she mocks, and when I cry, She laughes, and hardens evermore her hart. What then can move her? If nor merth nor mone, She is no woman, but a sencelesse stone. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WIND AND THE MOON by GEORGE MACDONALD SONNET: 73 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE BLUFF AND STRUT! by WILLIAM A. PHELON THE COMEBACK by WILLIAM A. PHELON THE HANDSOMEST MAN IN THE ROOM by WILLIAM MACQUORN RANKINE AMORETTI: 15 by EDMUND SPENSER AMORETTI: 19 by EDMUND SPENSER AMORETTI: 30 by EDMUND SPENSER AMORETTI: 34 by EDMUND SPENSER |
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