Paper 3 Quotes - Blackness

Pamphilia to Amphilanthus ‘Sonnet 22’, Indians

‘the Indians, scorched with the sun’

Pamphilia to Amphilanthus ‘Sonnet 22’, blackness vs whiteness

‘Better are they who thus to blackness run, / And so can only whiteness’ want deplore / Than I who pale and white am with grief’s store’

Philip Sidney, Astrophel and Stella ‘Sonnet 1’, black woe

seeking ‘fit words to paint the blackest face of woe’

Philip Sidney, Astrophel and Stella ‘Sonnet 1’, sunburn

‘my sunburn’d brain’

Pamphilia to Amphilanthus, ‘Sonnet 8’, sun as an enemy

I ‘shun all shining light’ ‘sun disdains my sight’

Pamphilia to Amphilanthus, ‘Sonnet 8’, paradox - finding light in ‘blackest clouds’

‘And seek for blackest clouds me light to give’ ‘they on me shine’

Pamphilia to Amphilanthus, ‘Sonnet 19’, beckoning darkness

‘Light leave thy light, fit for a lightsome soul; /Darkness doth truly suit with me oppressed'

Pamphilia to Amphilanthus, ‘Sonnet 19’, leaves changing colour

‘leaveless naked bodies, whose hues vade / From hopeful green to wither in their love’

Masque of Blackness, Niger’s speech - black as original state

‘the first form’d dames of earth’

Masque of Blackness, Niger’s speech - black as sunburn

the sun ‘in their firme hiewes, drawes / Signes of his fervent’st love’

Masque of Blackness, Niger’s Speech - black is beautiful

‘in their black, the perfectst beauty growes’

Masque of Blackness, Niger’s Speech - Kim Hall cultural imperialism with western poets

‘brain-sicke poets’

Masque of Blackness, Niger’s Speech - daughters turn against the sun because

‘he shone / On their scorch’d cheeks, with such intemperate / fires’

Masque of Blackness, blackness as a garment

‘vaile’

Masque of Beauty, whitewashing

‘Yeeld, Night, then, to the light, / As Blacknesse hath to Beauties’

The Irish Masque at Court, mocking Irish accent

‘Dermock: Ish tat te king? got blesh him.’

The Irish Masque at Court, King James will …

‘end our countreyes most vnnaturall broyles’

The Irish Masque at Court, Irish transformation through dancing - from aliens to royal subjects

‘Tis done by this; your slough let fall, / And come forth new-borne creatures all.’