That health which harbours in the fresh-aired groves, Those pleasures which green hill and valley moves, Sylvanus, the commander of them all, Here offers to this state imperial; Which as a homager he visits now, And to a greater power his power doth bow. Withal, thus much his duty signifies: That there are certain semi-deities, Belonging to his sylvan walks, who come Led with the music of a sprightly drum, To keep the night awake and honour you (Great Queen) to whom all honours they hold due. So rest you full of joy and wished content, Which though it be not given, 'tis fairly meant. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WEARY BLUES by JAMES LANGSTON HUGHES BEGGAR TO BEGGAR CRIED by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS SOLOMON SCHECHTER by ALTER ABELSON THE FADED VIOLET by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH VERSES, SUGGESTED BY THE FUNERAL OF AN EPITAPH IN BURY CHURCH-YARD by BERNARD BARTON WHAT IS LONDON'S LAST NEW LION? by THOMAS HAYNES BAYLY THE FALCON by GRACE UPDEGRAFF BERGEN A MORNING PIECE; WRITTEN IN ABSENCE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |