Muse give place to my mone, and mone give place to my musing: One for an others cause, and one for cause of an other. First to behold him dead: last to behold him alive. And thou Shepheards Swaine, that keepes thy sheepe by the mountaines, (Mountaines) of Sicily, and sweet Arcadian Iland, Oh Meliboeus: leave, Oh leave any more to be mourning. For though his Art bee dead, yet shall it ever abide: Ever abide, to the end: light, as a light to the rest. Rest that have wrot of love: and the delights of a lover. But by the sweete consent, of Pan and Marsias ofspringe. Sweet consent of a Saint so sweet, of a Fowle and a foule one Greenes but a foolish man: and such as him doe defend. Yet will I ever write both to defend and offend: For to defend his friends, and to offend his foes. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CUPBOARD by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE THE WOODLANDS by WILLIAM BARNES THE FOUR ZOAS: NIGHTS THE SEVENTH AND EIGHTH by WILLIAM BLAKE WAR NOTES: 1. 'EXTRAS' by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON WITH THY STRONG TIDE OF BEAUTY by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES THE PIGS AND THE CHARCOAL-BURNER by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE WHAT GOLD CANNOT BUY by KATHERYN SWEET EASTERDAY |