by: John Hamilton Reynolds (Author)
from: The Garden of Florence; and Other Poems (Pp. 126 - 127) 1821
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To The Same
With coat of Lincoln-green and mantle too,
And horn of ivory mouth, and buckle bright,
And arrows wing'd with peacock-feathers light,
And trusty bow well gather'd of the yew,--
Stands Robin Hood:-- and near, with eyes of blue
Shining through dusk hair, like the stars of night,
And habited in pretty forest plight,--
His green-wood beauty sits, young as the dew.
Oh gentle tressed girl! Maid Marian!
Are thine eyes bent upon the gallant game
That stray in the merry Sherwood: Thy sweet fame
Can never, never die. And thou, high man,
Would we might pledge thee with thy silver Can
Of Rhenish, in the woods of Nottingham!
And horn of ivory mouth, and buckle bright,
And arrows wing'd with peacock-feathers light,
And trusty bow well gather'd of the yew,--
Stands Robin Hood:-- and near, with eyes of blue
Shining through dusk hair, like the stars of night,
And habited in pretty forest plight,--
His green-wood beauty sits, young as the dew.
Oh gentle tressed girl! Maid Marian!
Are thine eyes bent upon the gallant game
That stray in the merry Sherwood: Thy sweet fame
Can never, never die. And thou, high man,
Would we might pledge thee with thy silver Can
Of Rhenish, in the woods of Nottingham!
Additional Information:
"To the Same" was written, along with "To A Friend, On Robin Hood," in 1818 and sent by Reynolds to his friend John Keats. Keats replied with "Robin Hood: To A Friend" and Reynolds replied to that poem with an additional sonnet, "To E--, With The Foregoing Sonnets."
"To the Same" was written, along with "To A Friend, On Robin Hood," in 1818 and sent by Reynolds to his friend John Keats. Keats replied with "Robin Hood: To A Friend" and Reynolds replied to that poem with an additional sonnet, "To E--, With The Foregoing Sonnets."
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