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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE MASQUE OF THE SEASONS, SELECTION, by MARY RUSSELL MITFORD Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Where is fiesco now? Last Line: Delighting and delighted. We must join them. | |||
GIACOMO. Where is Fiesco now? ISABELLA. Oh, you should see him! Celia is showing him her gay saloon Sparkling with lamps and flowers, and her quaint masque Of country lasses, cunningly prankt out With rustic fancy. The little thief Hath stolen all my roses -- all save this -- To deck the pretty damsel she calls Spring, And there is she turning them round and round To be admired; and there are they, all blushes, Curtsying with coy and shame-faced bashfulness, Yet full of a strange joy; and there is he, Dropping kind words and kinder smiles about, Delighting and delighted. We must join them. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ANTIGONE by MARY RUSSELL MITFORD BRIDAL SONG by MARY RUSSELL MITFORD INFANT LOVE by MARY RUSSELL MITFORD ON A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN by MARY RUSSELL MITFORD ON A PICTURE OF JERUSALEM AT THE TIME OF THE CRUCIFIXION by MARY RUSSELL MITFORD THE FORGET-ME-NOT by MARY RUSSELL MITFORD THE MARCH OF MIND by MARY RUSSELL MITFORD THE MASQUE by MARY RUSSELL MITFORD THE VOICE OF PRAISE by MARY RUSSELL MITFORD TO MR. LUCAS, WRITTEN WHILST SITTING TO HIM FOR MY PORTRAIT, 1828 by MARY RUSSELL MITFORD |
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