@3You@1, so bravely splashing reds and blues! Just when @3I@1 am getting wrinkled and old. Why should you waste the moments of inspiration Tracing the withered limbs of a sick man? Tall, tall is the Palace of Ch'i-lin; But my deeds have not been frescoed on its walls. Minutely limned on a foot of painting silk -- What can I do with a portrait such as @3that?@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LOVER PLEADS WITH HIS FRIENDS FOR OLD FRIENDS by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS SUMMER'S LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT: AUTUMN by THOMAS NASHE SONNETS TO LAURA IN LIFE: 109 by PETRARCH SONNET: 78 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 16 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING THE KNIGHT'S EPITAPH by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT |