Strength of my country, whilst I bring to view Such as are miscalled captains, and wrong you; And your high names: I do desire, that thence Be nor put on you, nor you take offence. I swear by your true friend, my muse, I love Your great profession; which I once did prove: And did not shame it with my actions, then, No more, than I dare now do, with my pen. He that not trusts me, having vowed thus much, But's angry for the captain, still: is such. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A RUNNABLE STAG by JOHN DAVIDSON THE WIND'S VISIT by EMILY DICKINSON HIS CAVALIER by ROBERT HERRICK THE REAPER AND THE FLOWERS by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW SONG OF MYSELF by WALT WHITMAN |