A frequent guest of hunger and cold born to be different from fishes and beasts stays alive in the shade of a mill and cries by the side of the road for days he imagines food in vain in winter he knows no coat all he carries is a bundle of straw along with five pints of chaff | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ODE WRITTEN IN [THE BEGINNING OF THE YEAR] 1746 by WILLIAM COLLINS (1721-1759) VERSES SUPPOSED TO BE WRITTEN BY ALEXANDER SELKIRK by WILLIAM COWPER A TERRIBLE INFANT by FREDERICK LOCKER-LAMPSON ODE (MUSIC-MAKERS) by ARTHUR WILLIAM EDGAR O'SHAUGHNESSY THE TRIUMPH OF TIME by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE TO A HIGHLAND GIRL; AT INVERSNAID, UPON LOCH LOMOND by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH TO THE CASTLE OF DONEGAL by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM |