Though Helicon! I seldom dream Aside thy lovely limpid stream, Nor glory that to me belong Or elegance or nerve of song, Or Hayley's easy-ambling horse, Or Peter Pindar's comic force, Or Mason's fine majestic flow, Or aught that pleases one in Crowe -- Yet thus a @3saucy-suppliant@1 bard! I court the Muse's kind regard. "O whether, Muse! thou please to give My humble verses long to live;" Or tell me "The decrees of Fate Have ordered them a shorter date." I bow; yet O! may every word Survive, however, George III. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BUCOLIC COMEDY: THE DOLL by EDITH SITWELL PARTED by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR MOONRISE by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS THE JEWISH CEMETERY AT NEWPORT by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE OLD CHURCHYARD OF BONCHURCH by PHILIP BOURKE MARSTON ON RECEIVING [THE FIRST] NEWS OF THE WAR by ISAAC ROSENBERG SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 41. TO THE 'UNKNOWABLE' GOD by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) |