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Poem
February 8, 1844
Port Gibson Herald
Port Gibson, Claiborne County, Mississippi
What is this article about?
A lyrical poem addressed to a beloved, defending the speaker's lightheartedness and urging shared laughter amid life's pleasures and misfortunes, until death.
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IMPROMPTU TO
Blame me not, love, for my lightness,
'Twas so from the hour of my birth,
And life would be bereft of its brightness,
If laughter were banished from earth.
In place, then, of dull melancholy,
If tears must be seen in the eye;
Let us laugh at the world and its folly,
Let us laugh, dear beloved; till we cry.
This world is a garden of pleasure,
Its streamlets of joy let us quaff;
Let us pluck, too, with liberal measure
Its fruits, while we merrily laugh:
And while, thus delighted, we gather
Each rose which the garden adorns,
Our hearts shall be light as a feather,
And we'll carelessly laugh at the thorns.
Should Prosperity's sun, love, forsake us,
And the clouds of misfortune e'er lower,
To each other's fond arms we'll betake us,
And laugh at the merciless shower;
We will laugh till we conquer dull sorrow;
Full goblets of bliss let us quaff,
Till old Death shall our merriment borrow,
And summon us hence with a laugh.
MARIANNE,
Port Gibson, Jan. 31, 1844.
IMPROMPTU TO
Blame me not, love, for my lightness,
'Twas so from the hour of my birth,
And life would be bereft of its brightness,
If laughter were banished from earth.
In place, then, of dull melancholy,
If tears must be seen in the eye;
Let us laugh at the world and its folly,
Let us laugh, dear beloved; till we cry.
This world is a garden of pleasure,
Its streamlets of joy let us quaff;
Let us pluck, too, with liberal measure
Its fruits, while we merrily laugh:
And while, thus delighted, we gather
Each rose which the garden adorns,
Our hearts shall be light as a feather,
And we'll carelessly laugh at the thorns.
Should Prosperity's sun, love, forsake us,
And the clouds of misfortune e'er lower,
To each other's fond arms we'll betake us,
And laugh at the merciless shower;
We will laugh till we conquer dull sorrow;
Full goblets of bliss let us quaff,
Till old Death shall our merriment borrow,
And summon us hence with a laugh.
MARIANNE,
Port Gibson, Jan. 31, 1844.
What sub-type of article is it?
Ode
What themes does it cover?
Love Courtship
Moral Virtue
What keywords are associated?
Impromptu
Laughter
Love
Joy
Misfortune
Melancholy
Pleasure
What entities or persons were involved?
Marianne
Poem Details
Title
Impromptu To
Author
Marianne
Form / Style
Rhymed Quatrains
Key Lines
Blame Me Not, Love, For My Lightness,
'Twas So From The Hour Of My Birth,
Let Us Laugh At The World And Its Folly,
Let Us Laugh, Dear Beloved; Till We Cry.
We Will Laugh Till We Conquer Dull Sorrow;