"'Deep are the Wounds that plough the guilty Mind, / 'Nor golden Crowns the rising Pang can quell."
— Mendez, Moses (d. 1758); Gil Blas [Alain-René Lesage] (1668-1747)
Place of Publication
London
Publisher
Printed for R. Dodsley ... and Sold by M. Cooper [etc.]
Date
1745
Metaphor
"'Deep are the Wounds that plough the guilty Mind, / 'Nor golden Crowns the rising Pang can quell."
Metaphor in Context
Old Tancred heard: 'And be it so, he said,
'May Heav'n it self protect that virtuous Head;
'Bless'd be the Hand, that from the black Abyss
'Snatch'd his rash Prince, & shew'd the Paths to Bliss.
'Had I the Purpose of my Soul pursu'd,
'And my keen Sword with Infant-Blood imbru'd,
'Where should I Rest or Comfort hope to find?
'Deep are the Wounds that plough the guilty Mind,
'Nor golden Crowns the rising Pang can quell.
'Hence to thy Charge; thou worthy Lord, farewell.
'May Heav'n it self protect that virtuous Head;
'Bless'd be the Hand, that from the black Abyss
'Snatch'd his rash Prince, & shew'd the Paths to Bliss.
'Had I the Purpose of my Soul pursu'd,
'And my keen Sword with Infant-Blood imbru'd,
'Where should I Rest or Comfort hope to find?
'Deep are the Wounds that plough the guilty Mind,
'Nor golden Crowns the rising Pang can quell.
'Hence to thy Charge; thou worthy Lord, farewell.
Categories
Provenance
Searching in HDIS (Poetry)
Date of Entry
05/27/2005
