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Absent from thee I languish still; Then ask me not, when I return? The straying fool 'twill plainly kill To wish all day, all night to mourn.…
Wilmot was born at Ditchley in Oxfordshire, England. He was the son of a Cavalier hero and his deeply religious wife. By the age of eighteen he had already been involved in a number of affairs, one of which resulted in the birth of an illegitimate daughter. In 1665 he kidnapped the much sought after heiress Elizabeth Malet, whom he later married. His rakish lifestyle and wit earned him the favour of Charles II and he remained a favourite of the king even though he was banished from the court on a number of occasions. Wilmot's poetry often expresses a feeling of disgust at the futile nature of his life, a life he seemed to repent for during its last year, whilst being cared for by the rising Anglican Bishop, Gilbert Burnet. Wilmot's work gives great insight into the over-indulgent lifestyles led in the court of Charles II and he writes more frankly about sex than any previous writers in the seventeenth century. He influenced and was admired by a large number of poets including John Dryden, Jonathan Swift and Alexander Pope. He was also known to be a great patron of writers, if a little unpredictable with his support.)
Lord John Wilmot şiirleri
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After Death nothing is, and nothing, death, The utmost limit of a gasp of breath. Let the ambitious zealot lay aside His hopes of heaven, whose faith is but his pride;…
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Tell me no more of constancy, The frivolous pretense Of old age, narrow jealousy, Disease, and want of sense.…
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All my past life is mine no more, The flying hours are gone, Like transitory dreams given o'er, Whose images are kept in store…
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Were I - who to my cost already am One of those strange, prodigious creatures, man - A spirit free to choose for my own share What sort of flesh and blood I pleased to wear,…
Ancient Person, for whom I All the flattering youth defy, Long be it e'er thou grow old, Aching, shaking, crazy cold;…
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Love bade me hope, and I obeyed; Phyllis continued still unkind: Then you may e'en despair, he said, In vain I strive to change her mind.…
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I cannot change, as others do, Though you unjustly scorn; Since that poor swain, that sighs for you For you alone was born.…
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Here lies a great and mighty King, Whose promise none relied on; He never said a foolish thing, Nor ever did a wise one.
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Give me leave to rail at you, - I ask nothing but my due: To call you false, and then to say You shall not keep my heart a day.…
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God bless our good and gracious kind, Whose promise none relies on, Who never said a foolish thing, Nor ever did a wise one.
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I cannot change, as others do, Though you unjustly scorn; Since that poor swain that sighs for you, For you alone was born.…
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All my past life is mine no more, The flying hours are gone, Like transitory dreams giv'n o'er, Whose images are kept in store…
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My dear mistress has a heart Soft as those kind looks she gave me, When with love's resistless art, And her eyes, she did enslave me;…
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My light thou art, without thy glorious sight My eyes are darkened with eternal night; My Love, thou art my way, my life, my light.…
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