Much wond’rous Goode dothe Baia’s Founte dispense.
More wond’rous farre dothe flowe Thyne Eloquence.
My Springes may aide some palsied Lymbe to free:
Thy myghtier Cure – must not comparede be:
Britannia’s Self restor’d – to Libertie.
Ye kyndrede Streams, O! keepe your wontede Course:
Let Ages prove your uncorrupted Source.
May humble Crutche bedecke poore Bladud’s Shryne:
Britannia’s Hearte be offerede uppe at Thyne.
(Henry Harington)
More Poetry from Henry Harington:
- The Witch Of Wokey (Henry Harington Poems)
- Stanzas In The Manner Of Our Ancient Poets (Henry Harington Poems)
- The Monke's Complaynte To Alma Mater Of Dyverse Newe Matters Wroughte In Oxenforde Citie (Henry Harington Poems)
- On Seeing The Figure Of Death In A Dream (Henry Harington Poems)