Representative Poetry Online

Poems

1Highway, since you my chief Parnassus be,

2And that my Muse, to some ears not unsweet,

3Tempers her words to trampling horses' feet

4More oft than to a chamber melody.

5Now, blessed you bear onward blessed me

6To her, where I my heart, safe-left, shall meet:

7My Muse and I must you of duty greet

8With thanks and wishes, wishing thankfully.

9Be you still fair, honour'd by public heed;

10By no encroachment wrong'd, nor time forgot,

11Nor blam'd for blood, nor sham'd for sinful deed;

12And that you know I envy you no lot

13Of highest wish, I wish you so much bliss,--

14Hundreds of years you Stella's feet may kiss.