M’Fingal – Canto III (John Trumbull Poems)
Now warm with ministerial ire,Fierce sallied forth our loyal 'Squire,And on his striding steps attendsHis desperate clan of Tory friends.When ...
Now warm with ministerial ire,Fierce sallied forth our loyal 'Squire,And on his striding steps attendsHis desperate clan of Tory friends.When ...
INot yet hast Thou soundedThy clangorous music,Whose strings are under the mountains…Not yet hast Thou spokenThe blooded, implacable Word…But I ...
ADDRESSED TO THE CRITICAL REVIEWERS. Tristitiam et Metus.--HORACE.Laughs not the heart when giants, big with pride,Assume the pompous port, the ...
and the sun wields mercybut like a jet torch carried to high,and the jets whip across its sightand rockets leap ...
The thing's all wrong (I sez to 'im)Now look, there's this 'ere Monday, Jim,Comes before Christmas. Be a toffAn' lest ...
In the rain in the rain in the rain in the rain in Spain.Does it rain in Spain?Oh yes my ...
Yet once more, my fellow-workers! Yet once more you lead the van,Armed with all unselfish motives, fighting for your fellowman.Never ...
'The chest is empty' say the sad.Well, yes, we've given all we had.But British breed, and brawn, and brainCan fill ...
In the mirror of time the prism of justice the sun shining upon us cutting through the darkness oppression and ...
Sitting down with evil giving lies a stage complicit in their propaganda giving voice to their rage The opiate of ...
The sons and daughters parents and others standing together to fight for their freedom Facing the tyrants their power, their ...
The continents colliding the forces of change the entrenched power not willing to go Changing the face of a region ...
Like windstorms in the desert the world changing in real-time the winds are blowing never to be snuffed out the ...
The seeds of protest rising around the world breaking from of repression the dictators and the strongmen The seeds of ...
The winds of change blowing standing on shifting sands needing to stand for justice righteousness in those lands We need ...
For all of these peoples those under oppression a prayer that we are witnessing that this may be a beginning ...
and the sun weilds mercy but like a jet torch carried to high, and the jets whip across its sight ...
There were still shards of an ancient pastoral in those shires of the island where the cattle drank their pools ...
Now warm with ministerial ire, Fierce sallied forth our loyal 'Squire, And on his striding steps attends His desperate clan ...
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