AROUND the gods, each seated on a throne, The poets, crown'd like royal kings they sat. Around their heads a dazzling halo shone, No need of mortal robes, or any hat. Their curly locks, as white as driven snow, Hung down like shining frosted silver threads; And oh! their eyes, so full of joy they beam'd And sparkled in their grand majestic heads. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PARTED by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR MAUBERLEY: 5. MEDALLION by EZRA POUND LINES WITH A WEDDING PRESENT by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD ENGLAND'S PRAYER by WILLIAM BLUNDELL WHO GOES THERE? by GRACE DUFFIE BOYLAN ZOPHIEL; OR THE BRIDE OF SEVEN: CANTO 2. DEATH OF ALTHEETOR by MARIA GOWEN BROOKS |