FLORENCE I hate for griping avarice, I hate Sienna's dull fatuity, I hate the Genoese mendacity, And Venice for its subtle treacheries. I hate Ferrara for its hidden vice, Lombards I hate for infidelity, Proud Naples for its monstrous vanity, The slothful Roman for his cowardice. I hate rebellious England, Scotland brave, The Frenchman rash and the Burgundian knave, The haughty Spaniard and the German sot. In short, I loathe some vice in every state, And my own imperfections too I hate; But hate a pedant most of all, I wot. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OLD LEM by STERLING ALLEN BROWN THE RIVER OF LIFE by THOMAS CAMPBELL ELEONORA; A PANEGYRICAL POEM by JOHN DRYDEN THE SUN'S TRAVELS by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON CRADLE SONG (TO A TUNE OF BLAKE'S): 2 by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE THE MAIDEN CITY by CHARLOTTE ELIZABETH TONNA |