Author Henry Vaughan 1. [HOMER. ILIAD, XVII. 446-7.] That man for misery excell'd All creatures which the wide world held.2. [EURIPIDES. BACCHAE, 1170-4.] A tender kid--see, where 'tis put-- I on the hills did slay, Now dress'd and into quarters cut, A pleasant, dainty prey. 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