The bard & mystic held me for their own I filled the dream of sad poetic maids I took the friendly noble by the hand I was the trustee of the handcartman The brother of the fisher, porter, swain, -- And these from the crowd's edge well pleased beheld The honor done to me as done to them. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LITANY by ROBERT GRANT (1785-1838) TO ELECTRA (1) by ROBERT HERRICK SALLY SIMKIN'S LAMENT by THOMAS HOOD IN THE CHURCHYARD AT CAMBRIDGE by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW MY LOST YOUTH by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE NYMPH COMPLAINING FOR THE DEATH OF HER FAUN [OR, FAWN] by ANDREW MARVELL WESTWARD HO! by CINCINNATUS HEINE MILLER |