Yes, I beheld th' Athenian Queen Descend in all her sober charms; 'And take (she said, and smil'd serene) Take at this hand celestial arms: 'Secure the radiant weapons wield; This golden lance shall guard Desert, And if a Vice dares keep the field, This steel shall stab it to the heart.' Aw'd, on my bended knees I fell, Receiv'd the weapons of the sky; And dipt them in the sable Well, The fount of Fame or Infamy. 'What well? what weapon? (Flavia cries) A standish, steel and golden pen; It came from Bertrand's, not the skies; I gave it you to write again. 'But, Friend, take heed whom you attack; You'll bring a House (I mean of Peers) Red, Blue, and Green, nay white and black, L ...... and all about your ears. 'You'd write as smooth again on glass, And run, on ivory, so glib, As not to stick at fool or ass, Nor stop at Flattery or Fib. 'Athenian Queen! and sober charms! I tell ye, fool, there's nothing in't: 'Tis Venus, Venus gives these arms; In Dryden's Virgil see the print. 'Come, if you'll be a quiet soul, That dares tell neither Truth nor Lies, I'll list you in the harmless roll Of those that sing of these poor eyes.' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A MINOR POET by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET CONTRA MORTEM: THE WHEEL OF BEING I by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE EXISTING POOL by HAYDEN CARRUTH HER EYES TWIN POOLS by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON IN WALKED BUD WITH A PALETTE by CLARENCE MAJOR JOHN WILKES BOOTH AT THE FARM (JANUARY 12, 1848) by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |