Today I am over ninety years old
Proud of my youth like great William I stood
Arrayed my thoughts in battalions to hold
Against the whole world by a spear of wood
Without delay I conquered Great Britain
Adding to my name more glory and fame
Plus the excellence of what was written
By Shakespeare Milton and others who came
Kipling Tennyson Byron and Shelley
Keats Arnold poets of a matchless fame
Poets who stand time pillars of po’try
Calliope hence resigned and hushed when they came
Oh how oft I -joyed by fancy and sighed
For the dreams I dreamt within dreams dreams died
Bexhill-on-Sea, England
April, 1998