Wilt pray for me? They tell me I have Fame; I plead with thee, Sometimes just fold my name In beautiful '' Hail Marys'' ! And you give me more Than all the world besides. It praises Poets for the well-sung lay; But ah! it hath forgotten how to pray. It brings to brows of Poets crowns of Pride; Some win such crowns and wear; Give me, instead, a simple little Prayer. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE YOUNG MAY MOON by THOMAS MOORE THE BIRD WITH THE COPPERY, KEEN CLAWS by WALLACE STEVENS HENDECASYLLABICS by ALFRED TENNYSON CAPTAIN MORROW'S THANKSGIVING by LILLIE E. BARR MY SOUL by NETTIE STEPHENSON BOWEN |