SUCH were the lively eyes and rosy hue Of Robin's face, when Robin first I knew, The gay companion and the favourite guest, Loved without awe, and without views caressed. His cheerful smile and open honest look Added new graces to the truth he spoke. Then every man found something to commend, The pleasant neighbour, and the worthy friend: The generous master of a private house, The tender father, and indulgent spouse. The hardest censors at the worst believed, His temper was too easily deceived (A consequential ill good-nature draws, A bad effect, but from a noble cause). Whence then these clamours of a judging crowd, 'Suspicious, griping, insolent, and proud-- Rapacious, cruel, violent, and unjust: False to his friend, and traitor to his trust.' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BLACK RIDERS: 56 by STEPHEN CRANE A LETTER FROM A GIRL TO HER OWN OLD AGE by ALICE MEYNELL THE STENOGRAPHERS by PATRICIA KATHLEEN PAGE THE MOUNTAIN TOMB: 1. TO A CHILD DANCING IN THE WIND by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS ROBERT BURNS by WILLIAM ALEXANDER (1567-1640) A SOCIETY MARTYR by JOHN CLINTON ANTHONY |