Brave youth, to whom Fate in one hour Gave death and conquest, by whose power Those chains about my heart are wound With which the foe my kingdom bound, Freed and captived by thee, I bring For either act an offering: For victory, this wreath of bay; In sign of thraldom, down I lay Sceptre and crown. Take from my sight Those royal robes; since Fortune's spite Forbids me live thy virtue's prize, I'll die thy valour's sacrifice. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO MY GRANDMOTHER; SUGGESTED BY A PICTURE BY MR. ROMNEY by FREDERICK LOCKER-LAMPSON FIREFLY; A SONG by ELIZABETH MADOX ROBERTS OEDIPUS AT COLONUS: OLD AGE by SOPHOCLES PREFATORY POEM TO MY BROTHER'S SONNETS by ALFRED TENNYSON |