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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EUDOCIA'S SONG, FR. THE EMPOEROR OF THE EAST, by PHILIP MASSINGER Poet's Biography First Line: Why art thou slow, thou rest of trouble, death Last Line: In one short hour's delay, is tyranny. Variant Title(s): Death Invoked;to Death;death Invoked;invocation;sad Song Subject(s): Old Age | |||
WHY art thou slow, thou rest of trouble, Death, To stop a wretch's breath, That calls on thee, and offers her sad heart A prey unto thy dart? I am nor young nor fair; be, therefore, bold; Sorrow hath made me old, Deformed and wrinkled; all that I can crave Is quiet in my grave. Such as live happy, hold long life a jewel; But to me thou art cruel, If thou end not my tedious misery And I soon cease to be. Strike, and strike home, then; pity unto me, In one short hour's delay, is tyranny. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AT EIGHTY I CHANGE MY VIEW by DAVID IGNATOW FAWN'S FOSTER-MOTHER by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE DEER LAY DOWN THEIR BONES by ROBINSON JEFFERS OLD BLACK MEN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON A WINTER ODE TO THE OLD MEN OF LUMMUS PARK, / MIAMI, FLORIDA by DONALD JUSTICE AFTER A LINE BY JOHN PEALE BISHOP by DONALD JUSTICE TO HER BODY, AGAINST TIME by ROBERT KELLY SONG FROM A COUNTRY FAIR by LEONIE ADAMS A NEW WAY TO PAY OLD DEBTS by PHILIP MASSINGER |
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