"Say to what friendly Aid we owe / Those Gleams that in the Mind's fair Mirror play."
— Travers, H. (f. 1730)
Author
Place of Publication
London
Publisher
Printed for Benj. Motte
Date
1731
Metaphor
"Say to what friendly Aid we owe / Those Gleams that in the Mind's fair Mirror play."
Metaphor in Context
Say to what friendly Aid we owe
Those Gleams that in the Mind's fair Mirror play,
From what rich Fountain flow
Those ripened Beams of intellectual Day;
By whose fair Pencil is each Image wrought
That teems to Birth, and glitters into Thought:
How Fancy ev'ry Shape puts on,
How kindling Sparks her Form compose,
And whence that ever shining Train
That Memory or Experience shows;
How constant Flames the Lamp of Reason fill
To light the Judgment and direct the Will.
Those Gleams that in the Mind's fair Mirror play,
From what rich Fountain flow
Those ripened Beams of intellectual Day;
By whose fair Pencil is each Image wrought
That teems to Birth, and glitters into Thought:
How Fancy ev'ry Shape puts on,
How kindling Sparks her Form compose,
And whence that ever shining Train
That Memory or Experience shows;
How constant Flames the Lamp of Reason fill
To light the Judgment and direct the Will.
Categories
Provenance
Searching "mind" and "mirror" in HDIS (Poetry)
Citation
2 entries in ESTC (1731, 1740).
Miscellaneous Poems and Translations. By H. Travers. (London: Printed for Benj. Motte, 1731). Link to ECCO>
Miscellaneous Poems and Translations. By H. Travers. (London: Printed for Benj. Motte, 1731). Link to ECCO>
Date of Entry
06/28/2005
