O THOU! with whom I fondly share My faithful @3Stella@1's Love, and Care, To thee 'tis giv'n to tumble o'er Thy absent Sire's poëtic Store, (With eager Hands these Lines to seize And tear, or lose 'em, as you please,) Thou too from Pedantry art free, And I can safely sing to thee. What tho' thy Age no Skill can boast, In one small Round of Follies lost; Yet ev'n thy Toys, and Tears, and Strife, Act all the World in little Life. Alike Man aims at all he can, And Imitation teaches Man: —But then has Man his Play-things too?— —Yes sure.—Amusements all allow, And are more serious Fools—than thou. We differ, only in th'Intent As idle—but less innocent. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SUMMER DAYS by WATHEN MARK WILKS CALL THE RAINY DAY by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE DOOMED MAN by JOSEPH ADDISON ALEXANDER LOLA WEARS LACE by HELEN BIRCH-BARTLETT A SUMMER NIGHT'S ENCHANTMENT by WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE EPISTLE TO ROBERT GRAHAM OF FINTRY (2) by ROBERT BURNS |