FAREWELL, Macready, since to-night we part; Full-handed thunders often have confessed Thy power, well-used to move the public breast. We thank thee with our voice, and from the heart. Farewell, Macready, since this night we part, Go, take thine honors home; rank with the best, Garrick and statelier Kemble, and the rest Who made a nation purer through their art. Thine is it that our drama did not die, Nor flicker down to brainless pantomime, And those gilt gauds men-children swarm to see. Farewell, Macready, moral, grave, sublime; Our Shakespeare's bland and universal eye Dwells pleased, through twice a hundred years, on thee. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOVE SONGS TO JOANNES by MINA LOY CHRISTMAS DAY IN THE WORKHOUSE by GEORGE ROBERT SIMS IN LAMPLIGHT by MARTIN DONISTHORPE ARMSTRONG PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 33. AL-HALIM by EDWIN ARNOLD THREE SONNETS WRITTEN IN MID-CHANNEL: 1 by ALFRED AUSTIN |