FAREWELL, Macready, since to-night we part; Full-handed thunders often have confessed Thy power, well-used to move the public breast. We thank thee with our voice, and from the heart. Farewell, Macready, since this night we part, Go, take thine honors home; rank with the best, Garrick and statelier Kemble, and the rest Who made a nation purer through their art. Thine is it that our drama did not die, Nor flicker down to brainless pantomime, And those gilt gauds men-children swarm to see. Farewell, Macready, moral, grave, sublime; Our Shakespeare's bland and universal eye Dwells pleased, through twice a hundred years, on thee. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...RAIN-SONGS by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR COUSIN NANCY by THOMAS STEARNS ELIOT MY OLD KENTUCKY HOME by STEPHEN COLLINS FOSTER MOZART'S REQUIEM by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS ON THE AMOROUS AND PATHETIC STORY OF ARCADIUS AND SEPHA by L. B. |