1'14-1914 When, on a novel's newly printed page We find a maudlin eulogy of sin, And read of ways that harlots wander in, And of sick souls that writhe in helpless rage; Or when Romance, bespectacled and sage, Taps on her desk and bids the class begin To con the problems that have always been Perplexed mankind's unhappy heritage; Then in what robes of honor habited The laureled wizard of the North appears! Who raised Prince Charlie's cohorts from the dead, Made Rose's mirth and Flora's noble tears, And formed that shining legion at whose head Rides Waverley, triumphant o'er the years! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PROMETHEUS by JOHANN WOLFGANG VON GOETHE MEN AND BOYS by KARL THEODORE KORNER SNOWFLAKES by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE EWE-BUCHTIN'S BONNIE by GRISELL BAILLIE THE VOYAGE; TO MAXIME DU CAMP by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE SNOW OR SNOWDROPS? by MATHILDE BLIND VERSES FOUND IN A SUMMER HOUSE AT HALES-OWEN by GEORGE GORDON BYRON |