No matter how lofty your spirit however imposing your gaze even if you could pierce seven boards or read five lines at a glance or sleep on a tiger-head pillow or sit on an ivory couch without any whatchamacallit you'll be no warmer than ice | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PANDOSTO, THE TRIUMPH OF TIME: IN PRAISE OF HIS BEST-BELOVED FAWNIA by ROBERT GREENE IN THE VALLEY OF THE ELWY by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS ORPHEUS AND EURYDICE: THE POWER OF MUSIC by SAMUEL LISLE SUMMER'S LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT: AUTUMN by THOMAS NASHE THE WANING MOON by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY CRY WOE, WOE, AND LET THE GOOD PREVAIL, FR. AGAMEMNON by AESCHYLUS |