Alone in Rome! Why Rome is lonely too, Virtue alone is sweet society. It keeps the key to all heroic hearts, And opens you a welcome when you dare. You must be like them, if you challenge them, Scorn trifles, & embrace a better aim Than wine, or sleep, or praise, Hunt knowledge, as the lover woos a maid, And ever, in the strife of your own tho'ts, Obey the nobler impulse. That is Rome. That shall command a senate to your side For there is no force in the universe That can contend with love. Wait then, sad friend, wait in majestic peace The hour of Heaven | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JIM, WHO RAN AWAY FROM HIS NURSE, AND WAS EATEN BY A LION by HILAIRE BELLOC TO A CAT by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE PERPLEXITY by LAWRENCE ALMA-TADEMA RAIN ON FALL NIGHTS by MILDRED TELFORD BARNWELL THE PRETENCE by JOSEPH BEAUMONT I'M DYING, COMRADE by MARY H. C. BOOTH |