Far better in its place the lowliest bird Should sing aright to Him the lowliest song, Than that a seraph strayed should take the word And sing His glory wrong. Friend, it is time to work. I say to thee, Thou dost all earthly good by much excel; Thou and God's blessing are enough for me: My work, my work - farewell! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WRITTEN IN KEATS' 'ENDYMION' by THOMAS HOOD SONNET: 8 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE TO - (2) by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY HOUSEHOLD POEMS: 1. BRONWEN by PHILIP EDWARD THOMAS POLYHYMNIA: SONNET TO LADY FALKLAND UPON HER GOING TO INTO IRELAND by WILLIAM BASSE EPITAPH FOR A CONDEMNED BOOK by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE |