Thomas Carew Poems
- The Unfading Beauty HE that loves a rosy cheek, ...
- He That Loves A Rosy Cheek He that loves a rosy cheek, Or a ...
- Lips And Eyes. IN Celia's face a question did arise, Which...
- A Divine Mistress In Nature's pieces still I see Some error ...
- A Song Ask me no more where Jove bestows, When June is ...
- A Cruel Mistress. We read of kings and gods that kindly took ...
- I Do Not Love Thee For That Fa... I do not love thee for that ...
Thomas Carew was the son of a well-connected official and was educated at Merton College, Oxford and the Middle Temple in London. He worked as a diplomatic secretary in Italy, Holland and France, and soon gained a reputation as a poet.
His talent secured him a place at court, and he was privileged to serve at Charles I's table. In 1634 his masque Coelum Britannicum was performed before the King. His poems, like those of other gentlemen of the era, were not published in his own lifetime but hand-written copies were circulated among his friends. These included Ben Jonson and John Donne, who both exercised a strong influence on Carew's poetry; in his Elegy Carew proclaims Donne 'the ... more »
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The Unfading Beauty
HE that loves a rosy cheek,
Or a coral lip admires,
Or from star-like eyes doth seek
Fuel to maintain his fires:
As old Time makes these decay,
So his flames must waste away.
But a smooth and steadfast mind,
Gentle thoughts and calm desires,
Hearts with equal love combined,
Kindle never-dying fires.
Where these are not, I despise
Lovely cheeks or lips or eyes.