Poem by Anonymous

On a Certain Sylla

Sylla declares the world shall know
That he’s my most determined foe! 
I wish him wide the tale to spread;
For all that I from Sylla dread 
Is, that the knave, to serve some end, 
May one day swear that he’s my friend. 

[From ‘The Poetical Register’ (1801).]

1. Kitty of Coleraine
2. The Haws of Cromdale
3. The Guard-Chamber
4. Sir Richard Whittington’s Advancement
5. Now, Robin, Lend to Me Thy Bow

Print

1921 Views

Last Poems

To Russian version