"Still to my Sight, in Fancy's Mirror seen, / With all the Energy of Voice and Mien, / Still Barry's Force o'erwhelms my shrinking Heart."
— Jones, Henry (1721-1770)
Author
Work Title
Place of Publication
London
Publisher
Printed for R. and J. Dodsley
Date
1753
Metaphor
"Still to my Sight, in Fancy's Mirror seen, / With all the Energy of Voice and Mien, / Still Barry's Force o'erwhelms my shrinking Heart."
Metaphor in Context
In Otway's Strains what Soul-felt Sorrows flow?
What pow'rful Pathos, and what various Woe?
Through each endearing Tie, each tender Breast,
The Wife, the Father, and the Friend distress'd;
Whilst each good Heart, by kindred Anguish wrung,
Throbs to the Transports of a Barry's Tongue:
Whose Voice, whose Look, whose Air and Action join'd,
Rend the hard Heart, and melt the pitying Mind.
Behold Othello rage, by Frenzy fir'd,
When jealous Love, when Fiends, when Fate, conspir'd
To rack his tortur'd Thoughts, ten thousand Ways--
What dread Variety each Stroke displays!
Still to my Sight, in Fancy's Mirror seen,
With all the Energy of Voice and Mien,
Still Barry's Force o'erwhelms my shrinking Heart;
And to Reflection's Eye still acts the Part.
In Jaffier next, behold him soar to Fame;
And next--let others speak th'applauded Name--
I blush to sing what his high Worth demands;
Yet ask a thousand Hearts, and Tongues, and Hands,
Whose loud Applauses reach'd the distant Spheres,
Or better thank'd him with their silent Tears.
(p. 18-19)
What pow'rful Pathos, and what various Woe?
Through each endearing Tie, each tender Breast,
The Wife, the Father, and the Friend distress'd;
Whilst each good Heart, by kindred Anguish wrung,
Throbs to the Transports of a Barry's Tongue:
Whose Voice, whose Look, whose Air and Action join'd,
Rend the hard Heart, and melt the pitying Mind.
Behold Othello rage, by Frenzy fir'd,
When jealous Love, when Fiends, when Fate, conspir'd
To rack his tortur'd Thoughts, ten thousand Ways--
What dread Variety each Stroke displays!
Still to my Sight, in Fancy's Mirror seen,
With all the Energy of Voice and Mien,
Still Barry's Force o'erwhelms my shrinking Heart;
And to Reflection's Eye still acts the Part.
In Jaffier next, behold him soar to Fame;
And next--let others speak th'applauded Name--
I blush to sing what his high Worth demands;
Yet ask a thousand Hearts, and Tongues, and Hands,
Whose loud Applauses reach'd the distant Spheres,
Or better thank'd him with their silent Tears.
(p. 18-19)
Categories
Provenance
Searching "fancy" and "mirror" in HDIS (Poetry); found again seaching in ECCO-TCP
Citation
Only 1 entry in ESTC (1753).
Henry Jones, Merit. A Poem: Inscribed to the Right Honourable Philip Earl of Chesterfield. By Mr. Henry Jones, Author of the Earl of Essex (London: Printed for R. and J. Dodsley, 1753). <Link to ECCO>
Henry Jones, Merit. A Poem: Inscribed to the Right Honourable Philip Earl of Chesterfield. By Mr. Henry Jones, Author of the Earl of Essex (London: Printed for R. and J. Dodsley, 1753). <Link to ECCO>
Date of Entry
11/26/2005
