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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ODE TO TRUTH, by MARY WHATELEY First Line: Descend, fair truth, celestial maid, descend Last Line: He'd fain divest our sex of common sense. Alternate Author Name(s): Darwall, Mrs. John Subject(s): Truth | |||
DESCEND, fair Truth, celestial maid, descend, And with thy lustre radiate the dark cloud, Which deep envelopes half The sapient sons of men. At thy approach shall the infernal train, Which now oppress the human breast, depart, And, in primeval night, Their fiendlike forms conceal. There dark Distrust and Incredulity, Parents of Care, shall fly, when thou resum'st Thy godlike reign in man's Deserted, cheerless breast. Through thy transparent veil, the only charm I have to boast, let all the world survey My guileless heart, and trace Each action to its spring. If consciousness of cursed hypocrisy, Or fraud unmanly, which my soul disdains, Produce one guilty pang, Let anguish be my lot. But let me bless the providential hand, Which kindly formed me female, and denied Superior genius and superior pride; Mistaken pride, which all desert confines To man, and in his breast each virtue shrines, Though learning's ample field he rules alone, Nor fears a female near his awful throne: Unsatiated with empire so immense, He'd fain divest our sex of common sense. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...INCLINED TO SPEAK by LAWRENCE JOSEPH WHAT IS TRUTH? by JOHN BOWRING EVERYTHING THAT ACTS IS ACTUAL by DENISE LEVERTOV LYING MY HEAD OFF by CATE MARVIN TRUTH SERUM by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE FROST AND HIS ENEMIES by ROBERT BLY ON THE AUTHOR'S HUSBAND DESIRING HER TO WRITE SOME VERSES by MARY WHATELEY |
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