SOMETIMES when o'er pictures turning You have seen the man perchance, Who is for the battle yearning, Well-equipp'd with shield and lance. Yet young loves are hov'ring round him, Stealing lance and sword away; They with flow'ry chains have bound him Though he struggle in dismay. I, too, in such charming fetters, Bind myself with sad delight, And I leave it to my betters In time's mighty fight to fight. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET: 50 by GEORGE SANTAYANA SARRAZINE'S SONG, FR. CHAITIVEL by MARIE DE FRANCE CHRISTMAS AFTER WAR by KATHARINE LEE BATES A WAY TO A HAPPY NEW YEAR by ROBERT BREWSTER BEATTIE AN EASTER HYMN by THOMAS BLACKBURN |