Treasure Island

James Graham

(25 October 1612 – 21 May 1650 / Scotland)

I


As Macedo his Homer, I'll thee still,
Lucan, esteem as my most precious gem;
And, though my fortune second not my will,
That I may witness to the world the same,
Yet, if she would but smile even so on me,
My mind desires as his, and soars as hie.

Submitted: Thursday, April 22, 2010

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