SIDNEY, thou star of beaming chivalry, That rose and set 'mid valour's peerless day; Rich ornament of knighthood's milky-way; How much our youth of England owe to thee, Thou model of high learning and meek grace, That realized an image which did find No place before, save in the inventive mind Of hoping man. In thee we proudly trace All that revered Antiquity can show Of acts heroic that adorn her page, Blending with virtues of a purer age. Upon thy tomb engrafted spirits grow, Where sit the warbling sisters who attend The shade made sacred to the Muses' friend. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...POOR DEVIL! by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET CONTRA MORTEM: THE WATER by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE LEAVES OF THE TREE HIDE THE SUN by DAVID IGNATOW LOHENGRIN; PROEM by EMMA LAZARUS BETRAND AND GOURGAUD TALK OVER OLD TIMES by EDGAR LEE MASTERS DOMESDAY BOOK: THE CORONER by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: REV. LEMUEL WILEY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |