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Poem by Coventry Patmore


The Foreign Land


A woman is a foreign land,
Of which, though there he settle young,
A man will ne'er quite understand
The customs, politics, and tongue.
The foolish hie them post-haste through,
See fashions odd, and prospects fair,
Learn of the language, "How d'ye do,"
And go and brag they have been there.
The most for leave to trade apply,
For once, at Empire's seat, her heart,
Then get what knowledge ear and eye
Glean chancewise in the life-long mart.
And certain others, few and fit,
Attach them to the Court, and see
The Country's best, its accent hit,
And partly sound its polity.



Coventry Patmore


Coventry Patmore's other poems:
  1. LТallegro
  2. The Spirit's Depths
  3. The Circles
  4. King Cophetua The First
  5. The Azalea


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