Who is Carew?

  • (noun): Englishman and Cavalier poet whose lyric poetry was favored by Charles I (1595-1639).
    Synonyms: Thomas Carew

Some articles on carew:

Cicilia And Clorinda - Carew and Crofts
... Kiiligrew includes the Thomas Carew poem "Song of Jealousy" in Cicilia and Clorinda Part 2, Act V scene ii, where it concludes the play ... According to Killigrew, Carew wrote the poem in 1633, in response to a dispute between Killigrew and Cecilia Crofts, then a maid of honor to Queen Henrietta Maria and later Killigrew's ... Carew also wrote a poem, "The morning stormy," in celebration of the Killigrew/Crofts wedding ...
Charles Carew
... Charles Robert Sydenham Carew JP (7 June 1853 – 23 March 1939) was a British Conservative politician ... Carew was the son of Reverend Robert Baker Carew, Rector of Bickleigh, Devon, grandson of Sir Thomas Carew, 6th Baronet (see Carew baronets) ... Carew served as a Justice of the Peace for Devon and sat as Conservative Member of Parliament for Tiverton between 1915 and 1922 ...
Carew Baronets, of Beddington (1715)
... Sir Nicholas Carew, 1st Baronet (1687–1727) Sir Nicholas Hacket Carew, 2nd Baronet (c ...
Carew, Pembrokeshire - Features
... rare example of a tidal flour mill on a dam across the Carew inlet ... The Carew Cross, currently located on the road side in the village, is an important example of an 11th century memorial Celtic cross, commemorating King Maredudd ab Edwin of ... In March 2012, the ghost of a young boy was seen crossing the A477 road near Carew ...
Seaton Carew Wreck
... The Seaton Carew Wreck is a protected wrecksite lying in the intertidal zone at Seaton Carew ...

Famous quotes containing the word carew:

    I press not to the quire, nor dare I greet
    The holy place with my unhallowed feet;
    My unwashed Muse pollutes not things divine,
    Nor mingles her profaner notes with thine;
    Here humbly at the porch she listening stays,
    And with glad ears sucks in thy sacred lays.
    —Thomas Carew (1589–1639)

    Here lies a King that ruled as he thought fit
    The universal monarchy of wit;
    Here lies two flamens, and both those the best,
    Apollo’s first, at last the true God’s priest.
    —Thomas Carew (1589–1639)

    The weary pilgrim to thy roof;
    Where if, refresh’d, he will away,
    He’s fairly welcome; or if stay,
    Far more; which he shall hearty find
    Both from the master and the hind.
    —Thomas Carew (1589–1639)