Simon de Montford seemed to win, Simon de Montford lost. You played the game through thick and thin, And paid the uttermost cost That a lad should pay Who dared to say Thought is free, and life is gay, And birds are sweet in early May. The winds have taken your foeman now; Your name is snow and gold. Even in death you showed us how Dreamers could have and hold. And we try to say Your words to-day, Thought is free, and life is gay, And birds are sweet in early May. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FOUR THINGS [TO DO] by HENRY VAN DYKE DOG AND CAT by RUTH ANDERSON BARNETT POLYHYMNIA: THE YOUTH IN THE BOAT (FRAGMENT) by WILLIAM BASSE THE PAVANE by DORIS ELLEN BIESTERFELD DEDICATION OF THE DESIGNS TO BLAIR'S GRAVE: TO THE QUEEN by WILLIAM BLAKE TWO VOICES by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THE CITY by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE |