Thou, who thy honour as thy God rever'st, Who, save thy mind's reproach, nought earthly fear'st, To thee this votive offering I impart, The tearful tribute of a broken heart. The Friend thou valued'st, I, the Patron lov'd; His worth, his honour, all the world approved: We'll mourn till we too go as he has gone, And tread the shadowy path to that dark world unknown. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TRIFLE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON FAREWELL TO FARGO: SELLING THE HOUSE by KAREN SWENSON CANZONET: TO HIS COY LOVE by MICHAEL DRAYTON TO AN UNBORN PAUPER CHILD by THOMAS HARDY THE LACHRYMATORY by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER WITH A NANTUCKET SHELL by CHARLES HENRY WEBB EUROPE; THE 72ND AND 73RD YEARS OF THESE STATES by WALT WHITMAN |