Living

Tantó dulcius

by Henry Peacham 1576?–1643?

From Minerva Britanna (1612)

Living

THE mortall strifes that often doe befall,
Twixt louing Bretheren, or the private frend,
Doe proue (we say) the deadliest of all:
Yet if compos'd by concord, in the end
They relish sweeter, by how much the more,
The Iarres were harsh, and discordant before.

How oft hereof the Image I admire,
In thee sweete MVSICK, Natures chast delight,
The Banquets frend, and Ladie of the Quire;
Phisition to the melancholly spright:
Mild Nurse of Pietie, ill vices foe;
Our Passions Queene, and Soule of ALL below.

MLA

Peacham, Henry. “Tantó dulcius.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/peacham/199/.

Chicago

Peacham, Henry. “Tantó dulcius.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/peacham/199/.

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