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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=478619" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To A New England Poet</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=478619" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Though skilled in Latin and in Greek,<br>And earning fifty cents a week,<br>Such knowledge, and the income, too,<br>Should teach you better what to do:<br> The meanest drudges, kept in pay,<br> Can pocket fifty cents a day.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=478619" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Why stay in such a tasteless land,<br>Where all must on a level stand,<br>(Excepting people, at their ease,<br>Who choose the level where they please:)<br> See Irving gone to Britain's court<br> To people of another sort,<br> He will return, with wealth and fame,<br> While Yankees hardly know your name.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=478619" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Lo! he has kissed a Monarch's--hand!<br>Before a prince I see him stand,<br>And with the glittering nobles mix,<br>Forgetting times of seventy-six,<br>While you with terror meet the frown<br>Of Bank Directors of the town,<br> The home-made nobles of our times,<br> Who hate the bard, and spurn his rhymes.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=478619" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Why pause?--like Irving, haste away,<br>To England your addresses pay;<br>And England will reward you well,<br> Of British feats, and British arms,<br> The maids of honor, and their charms.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=478619" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Dear bard, I pray you, take the hint,<br>In England what you write and print,<br>Republished here in shop, or stall,<br>Will perfectly enchant us all:<br> It will assume a different face,<br> And post your name at every place,<br> From splendid domes of first degree<br> Where ladies meet, to sip their tea;<br> From marble halls, where lawyers plead,<br> Or Congress-men talk loud, indeed,<br> To huts, where evening clubs appear,<br> And 'squires resort--to guzzle Beer.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Philip+Freneau">Philip Freneau</a></strong></div>

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