Pens of all The Nation's bards, Up and do your duty! Sing, not Valour's meet rewards In the smiles of beauty: Sing, not landlordism laid low ' Mid its burning ricks, pens! Sing of Britain's overthrowSing a song of Sikhs, pens! " | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DEATH OF SLAVERY by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT THE PITY OF IT by THOMAS HARDY IN HONOR OF TAFFY TOPAZ by CHRISTOPHER DARLINGTON MORLEY THE GRAVE OF SHELLEY by OSCAR WILDE TO THE DAISY (2) by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH |