THEY must to keep their certainty accuse All that are different of a base intent; Pull down established honour; hawk for news Whatever their loose fantasy invent And murmur it with bated breath, as though The abounding gutter had been Helicon Or calumny a song. How can they know Truth flourishes where the student's lamp has shone, And there alone, that have no solitude? So the crowd come they care not what may come. They have loud music, hope every day renewed And heartier loves; that lamp is from the tomb. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DEATH STANDS ABOVE ME by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR RICH AND POOR; OR, SAINT AND SINNER by THOMAS LOVE PEACOCK COMMENDATORY VERSES TO WILLIAM BROWNE'S 'BRITANNIA'S PASTORALS' by WILLIAM BASSE RELIQUES by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN CONSOLATION by STANLEY KILNER BOOTH JOHANNES MILTON, SENEX by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES |