I have made for you a song, And it may be right or wrong, But only you can tell me if it's true; I have tried for to explain Both your pleasure and your pain, And, Thomas, here's my best respects to you! O there'll surely come a day When they'll give you all your pay, And treat you as a Christian ought to do; So, until that day comes round, Heaven keep you safe and sound, And, Thomas, here's my best respects to you! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PROMETHEUS BOUND: PROMETHEUS by AESCHYLUS THE DEATH OF HUSS by ALFRED AUSTIN THE IMMOLATION by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THE NIGHT JOURNEY OF A RIVER by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT MARCH FIELDS by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON OBSERVATIONS IN THE ART OF ENGLISH POESY: 8. TROCHAIC VERSE: THE FOURTH EPIGRAM by THOMAS CAMPION |