RECOUNT the years, my song (a mournful round!), Since he was seen on earth no more; He fought in lower seas and drown'd; But victory and peace are found On the superior shore. There now his tuneful breath in sacred songs Employs the European and the Eastern tongues. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OVER THE HILL TO THE POOR-HOUSE by WILLIAM MCKENDREE CARLETON THE BALLAD OF CHRISTMAS by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE ARCADIA: SESTINA by PHILIP SIDNEY ON HIS RETURN FROM SPAIN by THOMAS WYATT ODES: BOOK 1: ODE 18. TO THE HON. FRANCIS EARL OF HUNTINGDON by MARK AKENSIDE VERSES DESIGNED TO BE SENT TO MR. ADAMS by ELIZABETH FRANCES AMHERST |