Hey, Giles! in what new garb art dresst? For Lads like you methinks a bold one; I'm glad to see thee so caresst; But, hark ye! - don't despise your old one. Thou'rt not the first by many, a Boy Who've found abroad good friends to own 'em; Then, in such Coats have shown their joy, E'en their own Fathers have not known 'em. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AT THE CLOSED GATE OF JUSTICE by JAMES DAVID CORROTHERS MOONLIT APPLES by JOHN DRINKWATER THE COUNTY OF MAYO by THOMAS LAVELLE THE RUSTIC LAD'S LAMENT IN THE TOWN by DAVID MACBETH MOIR IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 7 by ALFRED TENNYSON |