"Your gentle souls are in your myrtle seen; / It's blossoms candid, and benign it's green"

— Stockdale, Percival (1736-1811)


Place of Publication
London
Publisher
Printed for Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, and W. Clarke, By W. Pople
Date
1810
Metaphor
"Your gentle souls are in your myrtle seen; / It's blossoms candid, and benign it's green"
Metaphor in Context
Men, rough, and bold, for evil, or for good,
Oft stain their laurels with a brother's blood.
By slaughter, Philip's son was Persia's lord;
A million victims fell to Cæsar's sword.
Your gentle souls are in your myrtle seen;
It's blossoms candid, and benign it's green;

You urge your conquests with a tender mind;
In frowns, enchanting, and in ruin, kind;
Even noxious blood your nature cannot spill:
You cure with balsam, or with balsam kill.
Provenance
Searching HDIS (Poetry)
Citation
Text from The Poetical Works of Percival Stockdale. 2 vols. (London: Printed for Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, and W. Clarke, By W. Pople, 1810).
Date of Entry
02/06/2005

The Mind is a Metaphor is authored by Brad Pasanek, Assistant Professor of English, University of Virginia.