Author George Meredith And tho' my friar's mandate is severe, The wishes of the Son of Sons are dear. I really fear I must bring home my little man on Thursday; (As you would rhyme) that he may in the furze play. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 1 (2 votes) Rate Log in or register to post comments