dejosc
11-06-2005, 09:51 AM
On My First Sonne
"Farewell, thou child of my right hand, and joy;
My sinne was too much hope of thee, lov'd boy
Seven yeeres thou wert lent to me, and I thee pay,
Exacted by thy fate, on the just day.
O, could I loose all father, now. For why
Will man lament the state he should envie?
To have so soone scap'd worlds, and fleshes rage,
And, if no other miserie, yet age?
Rest in soft peace, and, ask'd, say here doth lye
Ben. Jonson his best piece of poetrie.
For whose sake, hence-forth, all his vowes be such,
As what he loves may never like too much."
Ben Jonson
1616
could you give me your thoughts on this poem as i am doing a piece of homework on it...not an actual piece of coursework so the help would prepare me for when i actually have to do the work could you please focus on parent child feelings.
"Farewell, thou child of my right hand, and joy;
My sinne was too much hope of thee, lov'd boy
Seven yeeres thou wert lent to me, and I thee pay,
Exacted by thy fate, on the just day.
O, could I loose all father, now. For why
Will man lament the state he should envie?
To have so soone scap'd worlds, and fleshes rage,
And, if no other miserie, yet age?
Rest in soft peace, and, ask'd, say here doth lye
Ben. Jonson his best piece of poetrie.
For whose sake, hence-forth, all his vowes be such,
As what he loves may never like too much."
Ben Jonson
1616
could you give me your thoughts on this poem as i am doing a piece of homework on it...not an actual piece of coursework so the help would prepare me for when i actually have to do the work could you please focus on parent child feelings.