"Can hateful Envy, that uneasie Guest / Of vulgar Souls, invade the Royal Breast, / And rob great Saul himself of Peace and Rest?"

— Wesley, Samuel, The Elder (bap. 1662, d. 1735)


Place of Publication
London
Publisher
Printed for Benj. Cowse and John Hooke [etc.]
Date
1715
Metaphor
"Can hateful Envy, that uneasie Guest / Of vulgar Souls, invade the Royal Breast, / And rob great Saul himself of Peace and Rest?"
Metaphor in Context
Can hateful Envy, that uneasie Guest
Of vulgar Souls, invade the Royal Breast,
And rob great
Saul himself of Peace and Rest?
It dar'd not till his heavenly Guards were fled,
And left the Charge of his devoted Head:
When from deep Hell that odious Fantom came,
And, like a ruddy Comet's boding Flame,
Swerv'd through th'Abyss, to trembling Gibeah flew,
And enter'd, at the slumb'ring Monarch threw
Her best lov'd Snake, too well the way it knew:
Around his Heart in deadly Curls it twin'd,
Suck'd his best Blood, and Poyson left behind:
His alter'd Eyes the secret Taint confess,
His stormy Brow, and sallow Face no less:
While on his healing Harp young David plays,
And the black Humour's Rage in vain allays.
Categories
Provenance
Searching "soul" and "guest" in HDIS (Poetry); found again "breast"
Date of Entry
03/13/2006

The Mind is a Metaphor is authored by Brad Pasanek, Assistant Professor of English, University of Virginia.