Simon de Montford seemed to win, Simon de Montford lost. You played the game through thick and thin, And paid the uttermost cost That a lad should pay Who dared to say Thought is free, and life is gay, And birds are sweet in early May. The winds have taken your foeman now; Your name is snow and gold. Even in death you showed us how Dreamers could have and hold. And we try to say Your words to-day, Thought is free, and life is gay, And birds are sweet in early May. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AT A SOLEMN MUSIC by JOHN MILTON IT IS ENOUGH by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS A FRESHET by ANTIPHILUS OF BYZANTIUM LINES ON THE COTTAGE AT THE FOOT OF BOX HILL, SURREY by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD THE PAGODA by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |