"[F]air Ideas shine / Eternall modells of unbounded parts / The pride of minds & conquerours of hearts."
— Parnell, Thomas (1679-1718)
Author
Date
1702-1713
Metaphor
"[F]air Ideas shine / Eternall modells of unbounded parts / The pride of minds & conquerours of hearts."
Metaphor in Context
Above ye beautys farr above ye show
in which weak nature dresses here below
Stands the great Palace of ye bright & fine
That does around with fair Ideas shine
Eternall modells of unbounded parts
The pride of minds & conquerours of hearts
Tis here that guided by the muses fire
& full of warmth divine her friends retire
To tast repose & elevated Joys
Which in a deep untroubled leisure rise
from hence the charms that most engage they chuse
& as they please the glittering objects use
While to their genius more than art they trust
Yet art acknowledges their labours Just
from hence they look from this exalted place
On the low world sublimely rich in layes
to crown a victour wth rewarding praise
The Soul with knowledge gently to improve
to knitt a friendship or obtain a love
& but to speak of heaven look above
Hail sacred verse ye sacred muses hail
Coud I your pleasures with your fire reveal
The world might then be brought to know you right
& court your rage & envy my delight
But time may bring a genius on his wings--
With admiration stoppd no more he sings
No more his flying fingers shake ye strings
in which weak nature dresses here below
Stands the great Palace of ye bright & fine
That does around with fair Ideas shine
Eternall modells of unbounded parts
The pride of minds & conquerours of hearts
Tis here that guided by the muses fire
& full of warmth divine her friends retire
To tast repose & elevated Joys
Which in a deep untroubled leisure rise
from hence the charms that most engage they chuse
& as they please the glittering objects use
While to their genius more than art they trust
Yet art acknowledges their labours Just
from hence they look from this exalted place
On the low world sublimely rich in layes
to crown a victour wth rewarding praise
The Soul with knowledge gently to improve
to knitt a friendship or obtain a love
& but to speak of heaven look above
Hail sacred verse ye sacred muses hail
Coud I your pleasures with your fire reveal
The world might then be brought to know you right
& court your rage & envy my delight
But time may bring a genius on his wings--
With admiration stoppd no more he sings
No more his flying fingers shake ye strings
Categories
Provenance
Searching "conque" and "mind" in HDIS (Poetry)
Date of Entry
02/06/2005
Date of Review
04/26/2007
