Friend Rundle fell with grievous bump, Upon his reverential rump. Poor rump, thou hadst been better sped, Had thou been joined to Boulter's head. A head so weighty and profound, Would needs have kept thee from the ground. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MY PICTURE LEFT IN SCOTLAND by BEN JONSON THE RUBAIYAT, 1879 EDITION: 22 by OMAR KHAYYAM RETURNING, WE HEAR THE LARKS by ISAAC ROSENBERG MOST LOVELY SHADE; FOR ALICE BOUVERIE by EDITH SITWELL AN IRISH AIRMAN FORESEES HIS DEATH by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS |