Brave youth, to whom Fate in one hour Gave death and conquest, by whose power Those chains about my heart are wound With which the foe my kingdom bound, Freed and captived by thee, I bring For either act an offering: For victory, this wreath of bay; In sign of thraldom, down I lay Sceptre and crown. Take from my sight Those royal robes; since Fortune's spite Forbids me live thy virtue's prize, I'll die thy valour's sacrifice. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONG:SO WHY DOES THIS DEAD CARNATION by HAYDEN CARRUTH MOUNTAIN FARM by MALCOLM COWLEY THE AWAKENING by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON APPLES OF HESPERIDES by AMY LOWELL CONSECRATED GROUND; READ AT THE NEW YORK CITY HALL by EDWIN MARKHAM SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: IMANUEL EHRENHARDT by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |