The mists of faction may pour around one's head
— Mickle, William Julius [formerly William Meikle] (1734-1788)
Place of Publication
London
Publisher
Printed by A. Paris ... for J. Egerton
Date
1794
Metaphor
The mists of faction may pour around one's head
Metaphor in Context
Again Life's tempest beaten ocean roar'd,
And round thy head the mists of Faction pour'd;
Dark lower'd the storm; but Heaven's own light rose mild,
And rescued Honour on thy death-bed smiled[1],
Soft shedding peaceful joy; the blissful sign,
That Heaven's forgiveness and its balm were thine.
And round thy head the mists of Faction pour'd;
Dark lower'd the storm; but Heaven's own light rose mild,
And rescued Honour on thy death-bed smiled[1],
Soft shedding peaceful joy; the blissful sign,
That Heaven's forgiveness and its balm were thine.
Categories
Provenance
Searching "faction" and "head" in HDIS (Poetry)
Citation
At least 2 entries in ECCO and ESTC (1794).
See Poems, and a Tragedy. By William Julius Mickle, Translator of the Lusiad, &c. (London: Printed by A. Paris, Roll’s Buildings; for J. Egerton, charing cross; W. Richardson, Royal Exchange; and Fletcher and Hanwell, Oxford, 1794). <Link to ESTC>
See Poems, and a Tragedy. By William Julius Mickle, Translator of the Lusiad, &c. (London: Printed by A. Paris, Roll’s Buildings; for J. Egerton, charing cross; W. Richardson, Royal Exchange; and Fletcher and Hanwell, Oxford, 1794). <Link to ESTC>
Date of Entry
08/24/2004
