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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO THE MOST SCARED QUEEN ANNE, by THOMAS CAMPION Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Tis now dead night, and not a light on earth Last Line: Since fate in taking one hath thus disordered all. Subject(s): Anne Of Denmark, Queen Of England; Mourning; Bereavement | |||
1. 'Tis now dead night, and not a light on earth, Or star in heaven, doth shine: Let now a mother mourn the noblest birth That ever was both mortal and divine. O sweetness peerless! more than human grace! O flowery beauty! O untimely death! Now, Music, fill this place With thy most doleful breath: O singing wail a fate more truly funeral, Than when with all his sons the sire of Troy did fall. 2. Sleep, Joy! die, Mirth! and not a smile be seen, Or show of heart's content! For never sorrow nearer touched a Queen, Nor were there ever tears more duly spent. O dear remembrance, full of rueful woe! O ceaseless passion! O unhuman hour! No pleasure now can grow, For withered is her flower. O anguish do thy worst and fury tragical, Since fate in taking one hath thus disordered all. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HUNGERFIELD by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE MOURNER by LOUISE MOREY BOWMAN HECUBA MOURNS by MARILYN NELSON THERE IS NO GOD BUT by AGHA SHAHID ALI IF I COULD MOURN LIKE A MOURNING DOVE by FRANK BIDART A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 9 by THOMAS CAMPION |
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