Fie on all Courtesie, and vnrulie windes, Two onely foes that fayre disguisement findes. @3Strange curse!@1 But fit for such a fickle age, When @3Scalpes@1 are subiect to such vassalage. Late trauailing along in London way, Mee met, as seem'd by his disguis'd aray, A lustie Courtier, whose curled head, With abron lockes was fairely furnished. I him saluted in our lauish wise: He answers my vntimely courtesies. His bonnet val'd, ere euer he could thinke, Th'vnruly winde blowes of his Periwinke. He lights, and runs, and quickly hath him sped, To ouertake his ouerrunning hed. The sportfull wind, to mocke the @3Headlesse@1 man, Tosses apace his pitch'd @3Gregorian:@1 And straight it to a deeper ditch hath blowne: There must my yonker fetch his waxen crowne. I lookt, and laught, whiles in his raging minde, @3He curst all courtesie, and vnrulie winde.@1 I lookt, and laught, and much I maruailed, To see so large a @3Caus-way@1 in his head. And me bethought, that when it first begone T'was some shroud @3Autumne,@1 that so bar'd the bone. Is't not sweete pride, when men their crownes must shade With that which ierks the hams of euery iade Or floor-strowd locks from of the Barbers sheares? But waxen crowns well gree with borowed haires. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LIVE AND HELP LIVE by EDWIN MARKHAM FACADE: 21. THE OWL by EDITH SITWELL THE LIGHTS OF NEW YORK by SARA TEASDALE VALENTINES TO MY MOTHER: 1884 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI SUMMER NIGHT, RIVERSIDE by SARA TEASDALE POPPY: FANTASTIC EXTRAVAGANCE by FRANCIS THOMPSON THE LAMENTATION OF THE OLD PENSIONER (1) by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS |