"Since to the awe of thy imperious wit
Our troublesome language bends, made only fit
With her tough thick-ribbed hoops to gird about
Thy giant fancy, which had proved too stout
For their soft melting phrases."
Thomas Carew (1589-1639), British poet. An Elegy upon the Death of the Dean of St. Paul's, Dr. John Donne (l. 48-52). . .
Norton Anthology of Poetry, The. Alexander W. Allison and others, eds. (3d ed., 1983) W. W. Norton & Company. |
"Here lies a King that ruled as he thought fit
The universal monarchy of wit;
Here lies two flamens, and both those the best,
Apollo's first, at last the true God's priest."
Thomas Carew (1589-1639), British poet. An Elegy upon the Death of the Dean of St. Paul's, Dr. John Donne (l. 93-96). . .
Norton Anthology of Poetry, The. Alexander W. Allison and others, eds. (3d ed., 1983) W. W. Norton & Company. |
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