Such churlish brutes his guardians be, Well-schooled in incivility, Sworn to do battle, when they can, With every cultivated man. Whene'er ambitious lover would Draw nigher to his neighbourhood, The jealous watchers swiftly rise And whisk their moon into the skies. But I have learned a gambit fit The keenest guardian to outwit, A stratagem to mollify The most inexorable spy. It needs the succour of a shower For earth to show her guarded flower, And their hostility relents When watered with sufficient pence. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A MAN'S VOCATION IS NOBODY'S BUSINESS by JAMES GALVIN BEARING LEAVES AGAIN by DAVID IGNATOW WORDS INTO WORDS WON'T GO by CLARENCE MAJOR MIDSUMMER FROST (1) by ISAAC ROSENBERG PLAINT OF THE DISGUSTED BRITON IN THE STATES by GEORGE SANTAYANA |