My country need not change her gown, Her triple suit as sweet As when 'twas cut at Lexington, And first pronounced "a fit." Great Britain disapproves, "the stars"; Disparagement discreet, - There's something in their attitude That taunts her bayonet. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE PHANTOM HORSEWOMAN by THOMAS HARDY ON THE DEATH OF DR. ROBERT LEVET, A PRACTISER IN PHYSIC by SAMUEL JOHNSON (1709-1784) THE LETTER; EDWARD ROWLAND SILL, DIED FEBRUARY 27, 1887 by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THREE THINGS by JOSEPH AUSLANDER FAUN by ANGELO PHILIP BERTOCCI |