@3I saw three wounded of the war: And the first had lost his eyes; And the second went on wheels and had No legs below the thighs; And the face of the third was featureless, And his mouth ran cornerwise, So I made a rhyme about each one, And this is how my fancies run.@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PASSION AND LOVE by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR TIME TO BE WISE by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR FROLIC by GEORGE WILLIAM RUSSELL ON THE ENGINE BY NIGHT by ALEXANDER ANDERSON THE PROFESSION OF FLATTERY by ANTIPHANES THE ARGONAUTS (ARGONATUICA): MEDEA BETRAYED by APOLLONIUS RHODIUS |