You might want to select a piece of music that reflects what you feel is the tone of the poem. How can I then return in happy plight , That am debarred the benefit of rest? HOw can I then returne in happy plight That am debard the benifit of rest?
When daies oppression is not eazd by night, But day by night and night by day oprest. And each though enimes to ethers raigne Doe in consent shake hands to torture me, The one by toyle, the other to complaine How far I toyle, still farther off from thee.
But day doth daily draw my sorrowes longer, And night doth nightly make greefes length seeme stronger. Back Why register? We're not interested in your data You can use most of our website without any need to register. Log in Register.
Contact Twitter. I prophesy they death, my living sorrow, If thou encounter with the boar to-morrow. William Shakespeare Three Songs Come unto these yellow sands, And then take hands: Court'sied when you have, and kiss'd,-- The wild waves whist-- Foot it featly here and there; And, sweet sprites, the burthen bear. Hark, hark!
Bow, wow, The watch-dogs bark: Bow, wow. I hear The strain of strutting chanticleer Cry, Cock-a-diddle-dow! This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That does not bite so nigh As benefits forgot: Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As friend remembered not. Academy of American Poets Educator Newsletter. Teach This Poem. Follow Us. Find Poets. Poetry Near You. Jobs for Poets. Read Stanza. Privacy Policy.
Press Center. But this has no effect and he is forced continually to commiserate with his own sorrows, reflecting that during the day he cannot be with the youth, and at night cannot sleep for continually thinking of him. When the skies are overcast stars cannot be seen. I am inclined to think that longer and stronger might have been interchanged in these two lines or that length in this line should read strength, as suggested by Capell.. This would give a more pleasing assonance to the final line, whereas grief's length seem stronger reads rather clumsily.
It is difficult to make a length stronger. But perhaps the awkwardness of the line is intended deliberately to echo the nightmare of grief. Commentary 1. How can I then return in happy plight, return - i. That am debarred the benefit of rest? See line 8.
But day by night and night by day oppressed, Day is oppressed by night's sleeplessness, and night by the toil of being far off from the beloved youth. And each, though enemies to either's reign, In mythology Day and Night, personified as gods or goddesses would hate each other.
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