Whilst vitall sapp did make me spring, And leafe and bough did flourish brave, I then was dumbe and could not sing, Ne had the voice which now I have. But when the axe my life did end, The Muses nine this voice did send. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BIRD WITH THE COPPERY, KEEN CLAWS by WALLACE STEVENS THE MINSTREL; OR, THE PROGRESS OF GENIUS by JAMES BEATTIE THE TRUE LOVER by SIMON BOUGOING ASOLANDO: ARCADES AMBO by ROBERT BROWNING OBSERVATIONS IN THE ART OF ENGLISH POESY: 20. ELEGIAC VRSE: THE THIRD EPIGRAM by THOMAS CAMPION |