"Cease lovely Youth th' inchanting Sound, / Too deep already is the Wound; / Thro' all my Veins the Poison steals, / My Heart the dear Infection feels."

— Lennox, née Ramsay, (Barbara) Charlotte (1730/1?-1804)


Place of Publication
London
Publisher
Printed for, and sold by S. Paterson
Date
1747
Metaphor
"Cease lovely Youth th' inchanting Sound, / Too deep already is the Wound; / Thro' all my Veins the Poison steals, / My Heart the dear Infection feels."
Metaphor in Context
Cease lovely Youth th' inchanting Sound,
Too deep already is the Wound;
Thro' all my Veins the Poison steals,
My Heart the dear Infection feels
:
I faint, I die, by love opprest,
The Sigh scarce heaves my panting Breast;
Before my View dim Shadows rise,
And hides Thee from my ravish'd Eyes:
Thy Voice, like distant Sounds, I hear,
It dies in murmurs on my Ear:
In the too pow'rful Transport tost,
Ev'n Thought, and ev'ry Sense is lost.
(p. 25)
Provenance
ECCO-TCP
Citation
Only 1 entry in ESTC (1747).

Poems on Several Occasions. Written by a Young Lady. (London: Printed for, and sold by S. Paterson, 1747). <Link to ECCO-TCP>
Date of Entry
10/14/2013

The Mind is a Metaphor is authored by Brad Pasanek, Assistant Professor of English, University of Virginia.