O Robert Lee, you paladin, I wonder how my words would strike you. I know the portrait might have been In many, many ways more like you. But you would not have had me plan To make your figure more heroic For you would rather be a man Than just a marble hearted stoic. And I can often hear you say, When they condemn and when they flatter, In your divinely tender way, "Good friend, it really doesn't matter." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TWO TREES IN KATHMANDU by KAREN SWENSON THE POSY RING by CLEMENT MAROT EVEN SO by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI THE COWARD by LAWRENCE ALMA-TADEMA A SECRET SIGH by JOSEPH BEAUMONT PSALM 101 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE MY BATH by JOHN STUART BLACKIE THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 41. FAREWELL TO JULIET (3) by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |