"The storm is past; / Sorrows as deep, tho' calmer, now succeed; / My soul shuts out each soft and joyful sense, / Ev'n Love itself, to entertain thy wrongs."
— Cumberland, Richard (1732-1811)
Work Title
Place of Publication
London
Publisher
Printed for J. Walter
Date
1761
Metaphor
"The storm is past; / Sorrows as deep, tho' calmer, now succeed; / My soul shuts out each soft and joyful sense, / Ev'n Love itself, to entertain thy wrongs."
Metaphor in Context
TULLIA.
The storm is past;
Sorrows as deep, tho' calmer, now succeed;
My soul shuts out each soft and joyful sense,
Ev'n Love itself, to entertain thy wrongs.
For thee each morn e're Phoebus streaks the East,
With early Orisons I'll waken Heaven;
For thee each night shall find me on my knees;
No note of mirth, no ill-according joy,
Shall break the tenor of my pious task,
Till the wish'd hour, when wearied Fate relents,
And Heav'n recalls her exil'd Patriot home.
(p. 88)
The storm is past;
Sorrows as deep, tho' calmer, now succeed;
My soul shuts out each soft and joyful sense,
Ev'n Love itself, to entertain thy wrongs.
For thee each morn e're Phoebus streaks the East,
With early Orisons I'll waken Heaven;
For thee each night shall find me on my knees;
No note of mirth, no ill-according joy,
Shall break the tenor of my pious task,
Till the wish'd hour, when wearied Fate relents,
And Heav'n recalls her exil'd Patriot home.
(p. 88)
Categories
Provenance
LION
Citation
3 entries in ESTC (1761).
The Banishment of Cicero. A Tragedy. By Richard Cumberland (London: Printed for J. Walter, 1761). <Link to ECCO>
The Banishment of Cicero. A Tragedy. By Richard Cumberland (London: Printed for J. Walter, 1761). <Link to ECCO>
Date of Entry
09/04/2013
