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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SIR MARMADUKE'S MUSINGS, by THEODORE TILTON Poet's Biography First Line: I won a noble fame Last Line: To all mankind. | |||
I WON a noble fame; But, with a sudden frown, The people snatched my crown, And, in the mire, trod down My lofty name. I bore a bounteous purse; And beggars by the way Then blessed me, day by day; But I, grown poor as they, Have now their curse. I gained what men call friends; But now their love is hate, And I have learned, too late, How mated minds unmate, And friendship ends. I clasped a woman's breast, -- As if her heart, I knew, Or fancied, would be true, -- Who proved, alas! she too! False like the rest. I now am all bereft, -- As when some tower doth fall, With battlement, and wall, And gate, and bridge, and all, -- And nothing left. But I account it worth All pangs of fair hopes crossed -- All loves and honors lost, -- To gain the heavens, at cost Of losing earth. So, lest I be inclined To render ill for ill, -- Henceforth in me instil, O God, a sweet good-will To all mankind. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GREAT BELL ROLAND; SUGGESTED BY PRESIDENT'S CALL VOLUNTEERS by THEODORE TILTON COEUR DE LION TO BERENGARIA by THEODORE TILTON EVEN THIS SHALL PASS AWAY by THEODORE TILTON FRENCH WITH A MASTER by THEODORE TILTON THE FADING OF THE MAYFLOWER by THEODORE TILTON THE FLIGHT FROM THE CONVENT by THEODORE TILTON TREES by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS IN A MYRTLE SHADE by WILLIAM BLAKE THE GRAVE OF LOVE by THOMAS LOVE PEACOCK A CHRISTMAS CAMP ON THE SAN GABR'EL by AMELIA EDITH HUDDLESTON BARR |
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