WISE Solomon, with all his rambling doubts, Might talk two hours, I guess, or thereabouts; "And yet," quoth he, "my elders, to their shame, "Kept silence all, nor answer did they frame." Dear me! what else but silence should they keep? He, to be sure, had talk'd them all asleep. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SUMMER DAWN by WILLIAM MORRIS (1834-1896) E TENEBRIS [FROM THE SHADOWS] by OSCAR WILDE THE DOLLS by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS PHILIP, KING OF MACEDON by ALCAEUS OF MESSENE PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 70, 71. MUKADDIM, MUWAKHIR by EDWIN ARNOLD HOPE DEFERRED by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON RAWDON BROWN by ROBERT BROWNING A MEMORIAL ABSTRACT OF A SERMON PREACHED ON PROVERBS, XX, 27 by JOHN BYROM |