[OCCASIONED BY READING THE TRAVELS OF CAPTAIN LEMUEL GULLIVER] An ode by Tilly-tit, poet-laureate to his Majesty of Lilliput Translated into English IN amaze, Lost I gaze, Can our eyes Reach thy size? May my lays Swell with praise, Worthy thee! Worthy me! Muse, inspire, All thy fire! Bards of old Of him told, When they said Atlas' head Propped the skies: See! and believe your eyes! See him stride Valleys wide, Over woods, Over floods! When he treads Mountains' heads Groan and shake: Armies quake: Lest his spurn Overturn Man and steed: Troops, take heed! Left and right, Speed your flight! Lest an host Beneath his foot be lost. Turned aside, From his hide, Safe from wound, Darts rebound. From his nose Clouds he blows: When he speaks, Thunder breaks! When he eats, Famine threats! When he drinks, Neptune shrinks! Nigh thy ear In mid air, On thy hand Let me stand; So shall I, Lofty poet, touch the sky. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 27 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH SONG by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD TO MY HONOURED FRIEND MR. DRAYTON; AFFIXED TO 'POLYOLBION' by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) ASOLANDO: WHITE WITCHCRAFT by ROBERT BROWNING SPRING FANTASIES: 3. THE SYMBOL by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON |