YE flags of Piccadilly, Where I posted up and down, And wished myself so often Well away from you and town, -- Are the people walking quietly And steady on their feet, Cabs and omnibuses plying Just as usual in the street! Do the houses look as upright As of old they used to be, And does nothing seem affected By the pitching of the sea? Through the Green Park iron railings Do the quick pedestrians pass? Are the little children playing Round the plane-tree in the grass? This squally wild north-wester With which our vessel fights, Does it merely serve with you to Carry up some paper kites? Ye flags of Piccadilly, Which I hated so, I vow I could wish with all my heart You were underneath me now! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SHROPSHIRE LAD: 52 by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN THE EAGLE OF THE BLUE by HERMAN MELVILLE THE HOUSE OF LIFE: THE SONNET (INTRODUCTION) by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI SIX TOWN ECLOGUES: SATURDAY; THE SMALL-POX by MARY WORTLEY MONTAGU PROVERBS 27: 25. THE HAY APPEARETH by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE LARABELLE; CANTO THIRD by LEVI BISHOP II PETER II 22 by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |