In Imitation of Cowley : The Garden poem – Alexander Pope

A poem by Alexander Pope (1688-1744) , the greatest English poet of “Augustan” or Georgian period

Fain would my Muse the flow’ry Treasures sing,

And humble glories of the youthful Spring;

Where opening Roses breathing sweets diffuse,

And soft Carnations show’r their balmy dews;

Where Lilies smile in virgin robes of white,

The thin Undress of superficial Light,

And vary’d Tulips show so dazzling gay,

Blushing in bright diversities of day.

Each painted flow’ret in the lake below

Surveys its beauties, whence its beauties grow;

And pale Narcissus on the bank, in vain

Transformed, gazes on himself again.

Here aged trees Cathedral Walks compose,

And mount the Hill in venerable rows:

There the green Infants in their beds are laid,

The Garden’s Hope, and its expected shade.

Here Orange-trees with blooms and pendantis shine,

And vernal honours to their autumn join;

Exceed their promise in the ripen’d store,

Yet in the rising blossom promise more.

There in bright drops the crystal Fountains play,

By Laurels shielded from the piercing day;

Where Daphne, now a tree as once a maid,

Still from Apollo vindicates her shade,

Still turns her Beauties from th’ invading beam,

Nor seeks in vain for succour to the Stream.

The stream at once preserves her virgin leaves,

At once a shelter from her boughs receives,

Where Summer’s beauty midst of Winter stays,

And Winter’s Coolness spite of Summer’s rays.

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• Sonnet 71: No longer mourn for me when I am dead by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 70: That thou art blamed shall not be thy defect by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 6: Then let not winter’s ragged hand deface by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 69: Those parts of thee that the world’s eye doth view by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 68: Thus is his cheek the map of days outworn by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 67: Ah, wherefore with infection should he live by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 66: Tired with all these, for restful death I cry by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 65: Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 64: When I have seen by Time’s fell hand defaced by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 63: Against my love shall be, as I am now by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 62: Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 61: Is it thy will thy image should keep open by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 60: Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 5: Those hours, that with gentle work did frame by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 59: If there be nothing new, but that which is by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 58: That god forbid, that made me first your slave by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 57: Being your slave, what should I do but tend by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 56: Sweet love, renew thy force, be it not said by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 55: Not marble, nor the gilded monuments by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 95: How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare

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