Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EPITHALAMION: 11. THE GOOD NIGHT, by JOHN DONNE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Now, as in tullias tombe, one lampe burnt cleare Last Line: Such altars, as prize your devotion. Subject(s): Wedding Song; Epithalamium | ||||||||
Now, as in Tullias tombe, one lampe burnt cleare, Unchang'd for fifteene hundred yeare, May these love-lamps we here enshrine, In warmth, light, lasting, equall the divine. Fire ever doth aspire, And makes all like it selfe, turnes all to fire, But ends in ashes, which these cannot doe, For none of these is fuell, but fire too. This is joyes bonfire, then, where loves strong Arts Make of so noble individuall parts One fire of foure inflaming eyes, and of two loving hearts. Idios. As I have brought this song, that I may doe A perfect sacrifice, I'll burne it too. Allophanes. No Sr. This paper I have justly got, For, in burnt incense, the perfume is not His only that presents it, but of all; What ever celebrates this Festivall Is common, since the joy thereof is so. Nor may your selfe be Priest: But let me goe, Backe to the Court, and I will lay'it upon Such Altars, as prize your devotion. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...POEM FOR A WEDDING by GLYN MAXWELL BRIDAL SONG by GEORGE CHAPMAN (1559-1634) ESTONIAN BRIDAL SONG by JOHANN GOTTFRIED VON HERDER THE SERGEANT'S WEDDIN' by RUDYARD KIPLING THE PHOENIX AND THE TURTLE by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE EPITHALAMION by EDMUND SPENSER A HYMN TO CHRIST, AT THE AUTHOR'S LAST GOING INTO GERMANY by JOHN DONNE |
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