May others fear, fly, and traduce thy name, As guilty men do magistrates: glad I, That wish my poems a legitimate fame, Charge them, for crown, to thy sole censure high. And, but a sprig of bays, given by thee, Shall outlive garlands, stol'n from the chaste tree. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...APPLES OF HESPERIDES by AMY LOWELL MAY AND DEATH by ROBERT BROWNING THE LOST LEADER by ROBERT BROWNING THE SHADOW ON THE STONE by THOMAS HARDY OH! BLAME NOT THE BARD by THOMAS MOORE A MODEST WIT by SELLECK OSBORNE ON THE 'VITA NUOVA' OF DANTE by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI |