NOTHING can please you! Nought seems good and right! Of this distress will you be cured henceforth? Write verse! In this you're sure to find delight, For none e'er thought his rhymes of little worth. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WEEDS by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY SONNET: 61 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE TO A BIRCH TREE by KENNETH SLADE ALLING FLANDERS NOW by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN WHY NOT? (WITH APOLOGIES TO WILLIAM KNOX) by BERTON BRALEY VALEDICTORY; THE SCHOLAR TO THE ASHES OF HIS LIBRARY by CHARLES WILLIAM BRODRIBB |