UPSTART last term went up to town, There purchas'd Arms and brought them down. With Welborne's then he his compares, And with a horrid loudness swears That his are best; for look, quoth he, How gloriously mine gilded be: Thine's but a threadbare Coat, he cried, Compar'd to this, who then replied: If my Coat be threadbare, or rent, or torn, There's cause; than thine it has been longer worn. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WHEN ON THE MARGE OF EVENING by LOUISE IMOGEN GUINEY BEETHOVEN'S THIRD SYMPHONY by RICHARD HOVEY ACT 5 (MIDNIGHT) by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH DIRGE by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES THE LAST MAN: ROSILY DYING by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES IN THAT DAY by ARTHUR CHRISTOPHER BENSON THE POET'S TEAR by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON |