Let there be Patrons; Patrons like to thee, Brave Porter! Poets ne'r will wanting be: Fabius, and Cotta, Lentulus, all live In thee, thou Man of Men! who here do'st give Not onely subject-matter for our wit, But likewise Oyle of Maintenance to it: For which, before thy Threshold, we'll lay downe Our Thyrse, for Scepter; and our Baies for Crown. For to say truth, all Garlands are thy due; The Laurell, Mirtle, Oke, and Ivie too. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AN AUGUST MIDNIGHT by THOMAS HARDY RELIGION AND DOCTRINE by JOHN MILTON HAY THE ARAB TO HIS FAVORITE STEED by CAROLINE ELIZABETH SARAH SHERIDAN NORTON SONNET: 36 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE ADAM'S CURSE by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS APOLLO AND DAPHNE by PHILIP AYRES CHANT OF DEPARTURE; A MISSIONARY'S PRAYER by ALFRED BARRETT |