NOT knowing who should my acquittance take, I know as little what discharge to make. The favour is so great, that it outgoes All forms of thankfulness I can propose. Those grateful levies which my pen would raise, Are stricken dumb, or buried in amaze. Therefore, as once in Athens there was shown An Altar built unto the God Unknown, My ignorant devotions must by guess This blind return of gratitude address, Till you vouchsafe to show me where and how I may to this revealed Goddess bow. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE GULF by KATHERINE MANSFIELD THE DEATH-BED by SIEGFRIED SASSOON THE LESSER BEAUTY by MARGARET STEELE ANDERSON GREENES FUNERALLS: SONNET 12 by RICHARD BARNFIELD MY MAGGIE'S NO MORE by JOHN BROWN (1810-1882) ADON by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 4. THE WANDERING LUNATIC MIND by EDWARD CARPENTER |