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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO HIS LADY, THEN MISTRESS CARY, by BEN JONSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Retired, with purpose your fair worth to praise Last Line: Cary my love is, daphne but my tree.' Subject(s): Cary, Anne; Uvedale, Sir William (d. 1652) | |||
Retired, with purpose your fair worth to praise, 'Mongst Hampton shades, and Phoebus' grove of bays, I plucked a branch; the jealous god did frown, And bad me lay the usurped laurel down: Said I wronged him, and (which was more) his love. I answered, 'Daphne now no pain can prove.' Phoebus replied: 'Bold head, it is not she: Cary my love is, Daphne but my tree.' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A CELEBRATION OF CHARIS: 1. HIS EXCUSE FOR LOVING by BEN JONSON A CELEBRATION OF CHARIS: 4. HER TRIUMPH by BEN JONSON A CELEBRATION OF CHARIS: 5. HIS DISCOURSE WITH CUPID by BEN JONSON A FIT OF RHYME AGAINST RHYME [OR, RIME] by BEN JONSON A NYMPH'S PASSION by BEN JONSON A SONNET, TO THE NOBLE LADY, THE LADY MARY WROTH by BEN JONSON AN ODE TO HIMSELF by BEN JONSON ANSWER TO MASTER WITHER'S SONG, 'SHALL I, WASTING IN DESPAIR?' by BEN JONSON EPICOENE; OR, THE SILENT WOMAN: FREEDOM IN DRESS by BEN JONSON |
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