Upon the saying that my VERSES were made by another. by Anne Killigrew — Sad Poetry Lines
NExt Heaven my Vows to thee (O Sacred Muse! ) I offer'd up, nor didst thou them refuse. O Queen of Verse, said I, if thou'lt inspire, And warm my Soul with thy Poetique Fire, No Love of Gold shall share with thee my Heart, Or yet Ambition in my Brest have Part, More Rich, more Noble I will ever hold The Muses Laurel, than a Crown of Gold. An Undivided Sacrifice I'le lay Upon thine Altar, Soul and Body pay; Thou shalt my Pleasure, my Employment be, My All I'le make a Holocaust to thee.
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"NExt Heaven my Vows to thee (O Sacred Muse! )..."
"Upon the saying that my VERSES were made by another." by Anne Killigrew is a sad and love and deep and nature and inspirational and spiritual and romantic english poem consisting of 70 lines. This English poem by Anne Killigrew demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "NExt Heaven my Vows to thee (O Sacred Muse! ) I offer'd up, nor didst thou them refuse....", this piece explores themes of sad and love and deep and nature and inspirational and spiritual and romantic through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. Anne Killigrew's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.