Why are wee by all creatures waited on? Why doe the prodigall elements supply Life and food to mee, being more pure then I, Simple, and further from corruption? Why brook'st thou, ignorant horse, subjection? Why dost thou bull, and bore so seelily Dissemble weaknesse, and by'one mans stroke die, Whose whole kinde, you might swallow and feed upon? Weaker I am, woe is mee, and worse then you, You have not sinn'd, nor need be timorous. But wonder at a greater wonder, for to us Created nature doth these things subdue, But their Creator, whom sin, nor nature tyed, For us, his Creatures, and his foes, hath dyed. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WILL OF GOD by FREDERICK WILLIAM FABER A LITTLE WHILE by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI REBECCA'S HYMN, FR. IVANHOE by WALTER SCOTT IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 30 by ALFRED TENNYSON TO THE GARDEN THE WORLD by WALT WHITMAN SONG AT THE FEAST OF BROUGHAM CASTLE; UPON RSTORATION OF LORD CLIFFORD by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH |