Wilt pray for me? They tell me I have Fame; I plead with thee, Sometimes just fold my name In beautiful '' Hail Marys'' ! And you give me more Than all the world besides. It praises Poets for the well-sung lay; But ah! it hath forgotten how to pray. It brings to brows of Poets crowns of Pride; Some win such crowns and wear; Give me, instead, a simple little Prayer. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE NIGHT MAIL NORTH (EUSTON SQUARE, 1840) by HENRY CHOLMONDELEY-PENNELL NEW YEAR'S EVE by THOMAS HARDY SHERMAN'S IN SAVANNAH [DECEMBER 22, 1864] by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES EPITAPH INTENDED FOR SIR ISAAC NEWTON, IN WESTMINSTER ABBEY by ALEXANDER POPE HUGH SELWYN MAUBERLEY: 8. BRENNBAUM by EZRA POUND NIGHT BY THE RIVER by MUHAMMAD AL-MU'TAMID II AVE MARIA IN ROME by MATHILDE BLIND SONNET TO A LADY ON THE DEATH OF MRS. --. by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD |