Brave youth, to whom Fate in one hour Gave death and conquest, by whose power Those chains about my heart are wound With which the foe my kingdom bound, Freed and captived by thee, I bring For either act an offering: For victory, this wreath of bay; In sign of thraldom, down I lay Sceptre and crown. Take from my sight Those royal robes; since Fortune's spite Forbids me live thy virtue's prize, I'll die thy valour's sacrifice. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PISCATAQUA RIVER by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE SHIP OF RIO by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE HERE LIES A LADY by JOHN CROWE RANSOM ONE CROWDED HOUR, FR. OLD MORTALITY by WALTER SCOTT SONNET: 66 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE THE WOUND-DRESSER by WALT WHITMAN |