AGASCON one day when a Cardinal's guest, Great boast of his river the Garonne exprest; So deep, so expansive, so rapid in flow, The world to that river no rival could show. Said his host, "Then, compared to that wonderful stream, You the Tiber at Rome but a rivulet deem?" "The Tiber forsooth!" he indignantly said; "Let it hide underground its diminutive head; Should it dare, Sir, to flow by my old castle wall, In the course of one hour I would bottle it all." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONGS IN ABSENCE: 7. THE SHIP by ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH DRINKING SONG (2) by ALCAEUS OF MYTILENE HIMALAYA by WILLIMINA L. ARMSTRONG TO DR. PRIESTLEY. DEC. 29, 1792 by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD A WOMAN'S SONNETS: 5 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT SOLILOQUY OF A BARD IN THE COUNTRY by GEORGE GORDON BYRON CREOLE SLAVE SONG: THE SONG OF CAYETANO'S CIRCUS by GEORGE WASHINGTON CABLE |