To the Virgins, to
Make Much of Time by Robert Herrick is a poem that addresses the ‘virgins’
and urges them to make the most of the time that is left, otherwise they will
be too old to love and enjoy life. This poem dismisses the idea of romantic
love, basically implying that you must love while young. The author uses
nature, specifically flowers, to symbolize the passage of time. The virgins are
comparable to the beautiful rosebuds; however, if they don’t indulge in their
youth, “tomorrow will be dying.” Herrick straight-up proclaims this idea when
he says “that age is best which is the first, / when youth and blood are
warmer” and “while ye may, go marry.” I don’t know if I can agree with this guy
– I don’t believe love is defined by any age. Loving with all of your soul is
more important than living up your youth. Sorry, Herrick, but your vision (or
lack) of romantic love sort of saddens me.
She walks in Beauty by
Lord Byron describes a beautiful woman that is beautiful down to her core,
whose beauty does not just reside in her external appearances. Lord Byron
chooses to describe this lovely lady by her presence, her aurora, and her
actions… nothing about her physical appearance is mentioned, other than her
beautiful glowing smile and her soft, innocent face. He compares her to
darkness – “she walks in beauty, like the night”, but he uses the darkness to
help emphasize her purity – “thus mellowed to that tender light / which heaven
to gaudy day denies.” I get the feeling that Lord Byron is telling us his love
is true and is based on all aspects of this woman, not just from lust. The
things that make this woman beautiful to him are her sweet expressions and her
glowing smiles. I agree with this vision of romantic love because I think that
true love is about the entire person, not just lusting for them. You go, Lord
Byron. You go.
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