"I boast not iron ribs, nor heart of steel, / Raw is my flesh, and warm my blood to feel"
— Lloyd, Evan (1734-1776)
Author
Place of Publication
London
Publisher
Printed for the Author; and Sold by Richardson and Urquhart [etc.]
Date
1766
Metaphor
"I boast not iron ribs, nor heart of steel, / Raw is my flesh, and warm my blood to feel"
Metaphor in Context
I have not drank of Patience' well so deep,
To lay each feeling of my foul asleep;
I boast not iron ribs, nor heart of steel,
Raw is my flesh, and warm my blood to feel;
If insults come, they touch me as a Man,
And I must shake them from me as I can,
And dare, where'er a crying wrong I see,
Say, tho' a King had done it, Thou art He***
For this th' advent'rous Muse began the Song,
An anxious pleader 'gainst the Curate's wrong.
To lay each feeling of my foul asleep;
I boast not iron ribs, nor heart of steel,
Raw is my flesh, and warm my blood to feel;
If insults come, they touch me as a Man,
And I must shake them from me as I can,
And dare, where'er a crying wrong I see,
Say, tho' a King had done it, Thou art He***
For this th' advent'rous Muse began the Song,
An anxious pleader 'gainst the Curate's wrong.
Categories
Provenance
Searching "heart" and "steel" in HDIS (Poetry)
Date of Entry
06/07/2005
