SHAKESPEARE, thy legacy of peerless song Reveals mankind in every age and place, In every joy, in every grief and wrong: 'T is England's legacy to all our race. Little we know of all thine inner life, Little of all thy swift, thy wondrous years -- Years filled with toil, rich years whose days were rife With strains that bring us mirth, that bring us tears. Little we know, and yet this much we know, Sense was thy guiding star -- sense guided thee To live in this thy Stratford long ago, To live content in calm simplicity; Greatest of those who wrought with soul aflame At honest daily work -- then found it fame. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: PAULINE BARRETT by EDGAR LEE MASTERS MY PRETTY ROSE TREE, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE A CRADLE SONG by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS IMAGES: 6 by RICHARD ALDINGTON TO THE GALLIC EAGLE by BERNARD BARTON THE CLUE by CHARLOTTE FISKE BATES BELLS by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |