"My Waxen heart, when near the Flame, / Yields to th' imprinted mould" but "hardens in the Cold"
— Tickell, Thomas (1685-1740)
Author
Work Title
Date
1931
Metaphor
"My Waxen heart, when near the Flame, / Yields to th' imprinted mould" but "hardens in the Cold"
Metaphor in Context
Your cruel look, your scornful air
My fancy shall possess,
And as I paint you still less fair,
I'll learn to love you less.
My Waxen heart, when near the Flame,
Yields to th' imprinted mould,
But know, forgetful faithless Dame,
It hardens in the Cold.
My fancy shall possess,
And as I paint you still less fair,
I'll learn to love you less.
My Waxen heart, when near the Flame,
Yields to th' imprinted mould,
But know, forgetful faithless Dame,
It hardens in the Cold.
Categories
Provenance
Searching "wax" and "heart" in HDIS (Poetry)
Citation
Richard Eustace Tickell, Thomas Tickell and the eighteenth century poets (1685-1740): containing numerous letters and poems hitherto unpublished. London: Constable and Co., 1931. p. 240. <Link to Google Books>
Date of Entry
03/27/2005
