Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MADRIGAL, by ANONYMOUS First Line: My love in her attire doth show her wit Last Line: "but beauty's self she is, / when all her robes are gone" Variant Title(s): The Poetry Of Dress;seventeeth-century Madrigal Subject(s): Beauty;clothing & Dress;love | ||||||||
MY Love in her attire doth show her wit, It doth so well become her; For every season she hath dressings fit, For winter, spring, and summer. No beauty she doth miss When all her robes are on; But Beauty's self she is When all her robes are gone. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INVENTION OF LOVE by MATTHEA HARVEY TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS A LOVE FOR FOUR VOICES: HOMAGE TO FRANZ JOSEPH HAYDN by ANTHONY HECHT AN OFFERING FOR PATRICIA by ANTHONY HECHT LATE AFTERNOON: THE ONSLAUGHT OF LOVE by ANTHONY HECHT A SWEETENING ALL AROUND ME AS IT FALLS by JANE HIRSHFIELD TIS A LITTLE JOURNEY by ANONYMOUS |
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