For brave comportment, wit without offence, Words fully flowing, yet of influence: Thou art that man of men, the man alone, Worthy the Publique Admiration: Who with thine owne eyes read'st what we doe write, And giv'st our Numbers Euphonie, and weight. Tel'st when a Verse springs high, how understood To be, or not borne of the Royall-blood. What State above, what Symmetrie below, Lines have, or sho'd have, thou the best canst show. For which (my Charles) it is my pride to be, Not so much knowne, as to be lov'd of thee. Long may I live so, and my wreath of Bayes, Be lesse anothers Laurell, then thy praise. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE GHOST OF DEACON BROWN by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE SWAN AND THE GOOSE by AESOP INFANT JOY, FR. SONGS OF INNOCENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE A CHRISTMAS CAROL (2) by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI SONNET PREFIXED TO 'NENNIO, OR A TREATISE OF NOBILITY' by EDMUND SPENSER TROPIC NIGHTFALL by ROBERT AVRETT |