Author J. A. Pott S CORPUS am I, the charioteer Who gained a glorious name,The noisy circus held me dear, But ah, how brief my fame!At twenty-seven my course was done, For Lachesis, cajoledBy counting up the palms I won, Had thought that I was old. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments