Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE LAGGARD POET (TO WILLIAM WATSON), by ROBERT UNDERWOOD JOHNSON Poet's Biography First Line: Tis said of thee - as 't were a virtue rare! Last Line: Thou spendthrift of a priceless fortnight lost! Subject(s): Watson, William (1858-1935) | ||||||||
'T IS said of thee -- as 't were a virtue rare! -- That thou, first seeing, like fair rose on vine, Her than the bluebell and the rose more fair, But half a moon let pass ere she was thine. Thou caitiff knight! What one of Arthur's clan E'er had his love at such amazing cost? Call thyself laggard, but no longer man -- Thou spendthrift of a priceless fortnight lost! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AN ENGLISH MOTHER by ROBERT UNDERWOOD JOHNSON BROWNING AT ASOLO by ROBERT UNDERWOOD JOHNSON DEWEY AT MANILA [MAY 1, 1898] by ROBERT UNDERWOOD JOHNSON ILLUSIONS by ROBERT UNDERWOOD JOHNSON THE WISTFUL DAYS by ROBERT UNDERWOOD JOHNSON A CHOPIN FANTASY (ON REMEMBRANCE OF A PRELUDE) by ROBERT UNDERWOOD JOHNSON A DARK DAY by ROBERT UNDERWOOD JOHNSON A LOVER'S ANSWER by ROBERT UNDERWOOD JOHNSON A MEMORY OF BRITTANY by ROBERT UNDERWOOD JOHNSON A MESSAGE BACK TO YOUTH by ROBERT UNDERWOOD JOHNSON |
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