Breathe again, while we with music Fill the empty space: O but do not in your dances Yourselves only grace. Ev'ry one fetch out your fere, Whom chiefly you will honour here. Sights most pleasure breed, When their numbers most exceed. Choose then, for choice to all is free; Taken or left, none discontent must be. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HISTORY OF A LIFE by BRYAN WALLER PROCTER THE MOTHER by ROBERT WILLIAM SERVICE TURN O LIBERTAD by WALT WHITMAN THE FROGS: THE FROGS' SONG by ARISTOPHANES THE LAY OF THE OLD WOMAN CLOTHED IN GREY; A LEGEND OF DOVER by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM A CONNOISSEUR by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |