Strength of my country, whilst I bring to view Such as are miscalled captains, and wrong you; And your high names: I do desire, that thence Be nor put on you, nor you take offence. I swear by your true friend, my muse, I love Your great profession; which I once did prove: And did not shame it with my actions, then, No more, than I dare now do, with my pen. He that not trusts me, having vowed thus much, But's angry for the captain, still: is such. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A WOMAN'S LAST WORD by ROBERT BROWNING A SHROPSHIRE LAD: 54 by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN THE COURTSHIP OF THE YONGHY-BONGHY-BO by EDWARD LEAR THE VIERZIDE CHAIRS by WILLIAM BARNES |