Robert Harington1558 Poem by Fleur Adcock
Robert Harington1558
Get you, with your almain rivetts (latest
fad from Germany), and your corselet,
and your two coats of plate! How much harness
does a man need? None, when he's in his grave.
Your sons may have it, together with your
damask and satin gowns to show off in;
while you go to lie down in Witham church,
and the most armour I've seen in a will
rusts or turns ridiculous in this world.
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