To marry her and take her home! The poet, painting pureness, tells Of lilies; figures power by Rome; And each thing shows by something else! But through the songs of poets look, And who so lucky to have found In universal nature's book A likeness for a life so crown'd! Here they speak best who best express Their inability to speak, And none are strong, but who confess With happy skill that they are weak. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FRANCE: AN ODE by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE RIDDLE ON THE LETTER H (1) by CATHERINE MARIA FANSHAWE ENVOY, TO 'MORE SONGS FROM VAGABONDIA' by RICHARD HOVEY THE SONG OF HIAWATHA: THE FOUR WINDS by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: RUTHERFORD MCDOWELL by EDGAR LEE MASTERS AN ESSAY ON CRITICISM by ALEXANDER POPE |