IN Fifty-six, when GILBERT drew These brave conceptions, people knew Little that we to-day repeat (Quoting the prophet in the street) Of Value, Tone, and Point of View! Their tastes were plain; their wants were few; They liked red suns and skies of blue... They were so frankly incomplete In Fifty-six! And yet they prized their GILBERT too -- His Knights and Dames, his ruffling crew, Where banners fly, and drums are beat, And cloth-of-gold and drugget meet... I was a lad then! Where were you In Fifty-six? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...INTO BATTLE by JULIAN GRENFELL TO A CHILD EMBRACING HIS MOTHER by THOMAS HOOD SKIPPER IRESON'S RIDE by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER I WOULD BE THE SUN by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS THREE SONNETS WRITTEN IN MID-CHANNEL: 2 by ALFRED AUSTIN NATALITIUM: MARTIJ 13, 1643 by JOSEPH BEAUMONT LAURA'S SONG by OLIVER MADOX BROWN |