Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO LORD THURLOW, by GEORGE GORDON BYRON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: I lay my branch of laurel down Last Line: And thou shalt have plenty to spare. Alternate Author Name(s): Byron, Lord; Byron, 6th Baron Subject(s): Hovell-thurlow, Edward (1781-1829); Rogers, Samuel (1763-1855); Thurlow, 2d Baron | ||||||||
'I lay my branch of laurel down: Then thus to form Apollo's crown, Let every other bring his own.' Lord Thurlow's lines to Mr. Rogers. 'I LAY my branch of laurel down.' Thou 'lay thy branch of laurel down!' Why, what thou 'st stole is not enow; And, were it lawfully thine own, Does Rogers want it most, or thou? Keep to thyself thy wither'd bough, Or send it back to Doctor Donne: Were justice done to both, I trow, He'd have but little, and thou -- none. 'Then thus to form Apollo's crown.' A crown! why, twist it how you will, Thy chaplet must be foolscap still. When next you visit Delphi's town, Inquire amongst your fellow-lodgers, They'll tell you Phoebus gave his crown, Some years before your birth, to Rogers. 'Let every other bring his own.' When coals to Newcastle are carried, And owls sent to Athens, as wonders, From his spouse when the Regent's unmarried, Or Liverpool weeps o'er his blunders; When Tories and Whigs cease to quarrel, When Castlereagh's wife has an heir, Then Rogers shall ask us for laurel, And thou shalt have plenty to spare. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ALL IS VANITY, SAITH THE PREACHER' by GEORGE GORDON BYRON A FRAGMENT by GEORGE GORDON BYRON A SPIRIT PASSED BEFORE ME by GEORGE GORDON BYRON AN ODE TO THE FRAMERS OF THE FRAME BILL by GEORGE GORDON BYRON BEPPO: A VENETIAN STORY by GEORGE GORDON BYRON BY THE RIVERS OF BABYLON WE SAT DOWN AND WEPT by GEORGE GORDON BYRON CHURCHILL'S GRAVE by GEORGE GORDON BYRON DARKNESS by GEORGE GORDON BYRON DON JUAN: CANTO 1 by GEORGE GORDON BYRON DON JUAN: DEDICATION [OR, INVOCATION] by GEORGE GORDON BYRON |
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