SOME relics on a donkey being tied, The beast imagined as he proudly strode, Men bowed unto himself and not his load, And thought their "Aves" to himself applied. Some one who saw his error said aloud "Dull donkey, do not let your mind grow proud With such an idle whim. Incense and hymn Are for the holy relics that you carry, And these alone deserve such adoration." Men bow not to an ignorant functionary, But only to his circumstance and station. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...KILLED AT THE FORD by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW TO A CAT by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE A COAT by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS LOST AT SEA by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH MEROPE; A TRAGEDY by MATTHEW ARNOLD SEA LYRIC by WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE THE MOUNTAIN STORM by MILLARD FILLMORE BUMGARNER TO A KNOT OF UNGENEROUS CRITICS by GEORGE GORDON BYRON BLANK MISGIVINGS OF A CREATURE MOVING ABOUT IN WORLDS NOT REALIZED: 2 by ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH |