Ulysses was a rover, a roamer and a rover Who sought for high adventure about the sounding sea, Who roistered and philandered and fought the wide world over, And lived a life tempestuous and free. Ulysses was a rover, a roamer and a rover, While I am but a stay-at-home with never chance to flee, But when I dream of wandering the wide world blithely over The spirit of Ulysses wakes in me. Ulysses was a rover, a roamer and a rover, And when my hopes are realized and all my dreams come true, I'll roister and philander and fight the wide world over The way that old Ulysses used to do. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BRACELET: TO JULIA by ROBERT HERRICK A MINUET ON REACHING THE AGE OF FIFTY by GEORGE SANTAYANA WITH A GUITAR, TO JANE by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY LOVE'S BLINDNESS by ALFRED AUSTIN CHANGING MOON by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |