Submit Your Poems
Get Your Premium Membership


CreationEarth Nature Photos


To Edward Fitzgerald

 I chanced upon a new book yesterday;
I opened it, and, where my finger lay
'Twixt page and uncut page, these words I read -
Some six or seven at most - and learned thereby
That you, Fitzgerald, whom by ear and eye
She never knew, "thanked God my wife was dead.
" Aye, dead! and were yourself alive, good Fitz, How to return you thanks would task my wits.
Kicking you seems the common lot of curs - While more appropriate greeting lends you grace, Surely to spit there glorifies your face - Spitting from lips once sanctified by hers.

by Robert Browning
Biography | Poems | Best Poems | Short Poems | Quotes | Email Poem - To Edward FitzgeraldEmail Poem |
Comment below this ad.

Top Robert Browning Poems

Analysis and Comments on To Edward Fitzgerald

Provide your analysis, explanation, meaning, interpretation, and comments on the poem To Edward Fitzgerald here.

Commenting has been disabled for now.