Come from the Muses well Minerva, Come and bring a Coronet: To crowne his head, that doth deserve, A greater gift than Colinet. Come from Bacchus bowre Silenus, Come and bring some good-ale grout: For to sprinckle Vino-plenus: All his foolish face about. Come thou hither sweet Amyntas All on a silver sounding Swanne: Come and teach this fond A-mint-Asse, Leave the game as hee began. Come thou hither my friend so pretty, All riding on a Hobby-Horse: Either make thy selfe more witty: Or againe renew thy force: Come and decke his browes with baies, That deserves immortall praise. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TWO SONGS: 2 by CECIL DAY LEWIS A FIT OF RHYME AGAINST RHYME [OR, RIME] by BEN JONSON A NIGHT-PIECE ON DEATH by THOMAS PARNELL THE SEA-LIMITS by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI FAR - FAR - AWAY (FOR MUSIC) by ALFRED TENNYSON A SUMMER NIGHT by MATTHEW ARNOLD |