Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ANAGRAM: SHEW MEN JOY, by MARY FAGE First Line: In your great honour free from all alloy Last Line: Shewing men joy, who do our comfort breed. | ||||||||
In your great honour free from all alloy, O truly noble Weymes, you shew men joy; Having your virtues in their clearer sight, Nothing there is can breed them more delight. With joy your wisdom so doth men content: Ever we pray it might be permanent: Your virtuous life doth breed so great delight, Men wish you endless joy, you to requite; Eternal joy may unto you succeed, Shewing men joy, who do our comfort breed. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NAPEOLON'S FAREWELL; FROM THE FRENCH by GEORGE GORDON BYRON THIRD BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 12 by THOMAS CAMPION BIRD AND BROOK by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES SENCE YOU WENT AWAY by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 69. AUTUMN IDLENESS by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI THE PRINCESS: SONG by ALFRED TENNYSON |
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