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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AN HYMNE TO THE MUSES, by ROBERT HERRICK Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Honour to you who sit! Last Line: Green, to the end of dayes. Subject(s): Muses | |||
Honour to you who sit! Neere to the well of wit; And drink your fill of it. Glory and worship be! To you sweet Maids (thrice three) Who still inspire me. And teach me how to sing Unto the Lyrick string My measures ravishing. Then while I sing your praise, My Priest-hood crown with bayes Green, to the end of dayes. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AN APOLOGY FOR NOT INVOKING THE MUSE by JOHN CIARDI FAREWELL TO TWO MUSES by CAROL FROST PLAINT OF THE POET IN AN IGNORANT AGE by CAROLYN KIZER MUSE OF MIDNIGHT by GREGORY ORR WILD HEART; FOR TRISHA by GREGORY ORR SO HELP ME SAPPHO by ANNE WALDMAN A CHRISTMAS CAROL, SUNG TO THE KING IN THE PRESENCE AT WHITEHALL by ROBERT HERRICK A MEDITATION FOR HIS MISTRESS by ROBERT HERRICK A TERNARIE OF LITTLES, UPON A PIPKIN OF JELLIE by ROBERT HERRICK |
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