I recall the days of my youth off hunting near Pingling an envoy's job wasn't my wish I didn't think much of immortals I rode a white horse like the wind chased hares and loosed a falcon suddenly now with no home who'll show an old man pity | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TICHBORNE'S ELEGY, WRITTEN IN THE TOWER BEFORE HIS EXECUTION by CHIDIOCK TICHBORNE THE RUNNER WITH THE LOTS by LEONIE ADAMS THE PLEASURES OF IMAGINATION: BOOK 1 by MARK AKENSIDE THE SICK KING IN BOKHARA by MATTHEW ARNOLD THREE SONNETS WRITTEN IN MID-CHANNEL: 1 by ALFRED AUSTIN |