THERE is no 'mighty purpose' in this book. Of that I warn you at the opening page, Lest haply 'twixt the leaves you careless look And finding nothing to reform the age, Fall with the rhyme and rhymer in a rage. Let others prate of problems and of powers; I bring but fancies born of idle hours, That striving only after Art and Ease, Have scarcely more of moral than the flowers And little else of mission than to please. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BALLAD OF PROSE AND RHYME by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON THE LADDER OF SAINT AUGUSTINE by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW PENITENTIAL PSALM: 130. DE PROFUNDIS by THOMAS WYATT AN EPISTLE TO CURIO by MARK AKENSIDE MYRTILLA by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE MODEST WISH by JOHN BARCLAY (1582-1621) SARAH THREENEEDLES (BOSTON, 1698) by KATHARINE LEE BATES |