GENTLE, modest little flower," (Gilbert's self is whom I quote), Were the warder of this Tower But a bard of strength and power, Not a paper pote— This would be a lasting line Telling you you are divine. "Sadly lacking in our land," (Quoting as I start to sing) Are the maidens I can stand Staring at and hearing—and Wholly everything. Falter, feet! and metre halt! When ye seek to sing Miss Alt. "This the close of every song"— This the finishing of mine: Every lyric, short or long, Always tries to tap the gong In the final line. Wherefore I confess to be Nutty over Natalie. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RIVER by RALPH WALDO EMERSON SAINT BRIDE'S LULLABY by WILLIAM SHARP BARCLAY OF URY by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER THE MORAL FABLES: THE FOX, THE WOLF, AND THE CADGER by AESOP |