"Our souls are all disrob'd, all naked laid, / In thy true Mirror men themselves do see"
— Flatman, Thomas (1635-1688)
Author
Place of Publication
London
Publisher
Printed for Benjamin Tooke [etc.]
Date
1686
Metaphor
"Our souls are all disrob'd, all naked laid, / In thy true Mirror men themselves do see"
Metaphor in Context
Fair handmaid to Devotion, by whose aid,
Our souls are all disrob'd, all naked laid,
In thy true Mirror men themselves do see
Just what they are, not what they seem to be.
The flattering World misrepresents our face,
And cheats us with a Magnifying-Glass,
Our meanness nothing else does truly show,
But only Death, but only Thou,
Who teach our minds above this Earth to fly,
And pant, and breath for Immortality.
Our souls are all disrob'd, all naked laid,
In thy true Mirror men themselves do see
Just what they are, not what they seem to be.
The flattering World misrepresents our face,
And cheats us with a Magnifying-Glass,
Our meanness nothing else does truly show,
But only Death, but only Thou,
Who teach our minds above this Earth to fly,
And pant, and breath for Immortality.
Categories
Provenance
Searching in HDIS (Poetry)
Date of Entry
11/21/2005
