George Wither Poems
- Her Beauty Her true beauty leaves behind Apprehensions in my...
- Shall I Wasting In Despair Shall I wasting in despair Die ...
- A Christmas Carol So now is come our joyful'st feast, Let ...
- The Choice Me so oft my fancy drew Here and there, that I ...
- I Loved A Lass I loved a lass, a fair one, As fair as e’er ...
- The Manly Heart Shall I, wasting in despair, Die because a ...
- The Virtuous Man Thus fears the man whom virtue, ...
George Wither was an English poet, pamphleteer, and satirist. He was a prolific writer who adopted a deliberate plainness of style;he was several times imprisoned. C. V. Wedgwood wrote "every so often in the barren acres of his verse is a stretch enlivened by real wit and observation, or fired with a sudden intensity of feeling".
Context and poetic reputation
Wither has been classified as a Spenserian, with Michael Drayton, Giles Fletcher, Phineas Fletcher, and Henry More. The early Jacobean Spenserians were generally republican rather than imperial (at least in terms of ancient Rome), of the "country party" rather than the "court party", ... more »
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Her true beauty leaves behind
Apprehensions in my mind
Of more sweetness than all art
Or inventions can impart;
Thoughts too deep to be expressed,
And too strong to be suppressed....
... What pearls, what rubies can
Seem so lovely fair to man,
As her lips whom he doth love
When in sweet discourse they move:
Or her lovelier teeth, the while
She doth bless him with a smile!
Stars indeed fair creatures be;
Yet amongst us where is he
Joys not more the whilst he lies
Sunning in his mistress' eyes.
Than in all the glimmering light
Of a starry ...