Marston Moor (Joseph Horatio Chant Poems)
The armies met on Marston Moor,'Midst lightning's flash and thunder's roar;As murky clouds sweep o'er the sky,God's cannonade with man's ...
The armies met on Marston Moor,'Midst lightning's flash and thunder's roar;As murky clouds sweep o'er the sky,God's cannonade with man's ...
August: not only named for Augustus Roman Emperor 63 B.C.-A.D. 14. It also celebrates such wonderful events as all 'Horses birthdays' ...
O Jerusalem, city of gold,adorned with the purple of the King;O building of highest excellencewhich is a light never darkened.Truly, ...
Next to my office where I edit poems ("Can poems be edited?") there is the Chicago Models club. All day ...
Listen, my children, and you shall hearThe midnight activities of Whats-his Name,Scarcely a general now known to fameCan tell you ...
Kentish Sir Byng stood for his King,Bidding the crop-headed Parliament swing:And, pressing a troop unable to stoopAnd see the rogues ...
If I should die, think only this of me:That there's some corner of a foreign fieldThat is for ever England. ...
AN EPISTLE TO ROBERT LLOYD. Contrarius evehor orbi.--OVID, Met. lib. ii.When foes insult, and prudent friends dispense,In pity's strains, the ...
You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet, Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone?Of two such lessons, why forget The nobler ...
PROCRASTINATION.Love will expire--the gay, the happy dreamWill turn to scorn, indiff'rence, or esteem:Some favour'd pairs, in this exchange, are blest,Nor ...
IMASEFIELD (HIMSELF)GOD said, and frowned, as He looked onShropshire clay:"Alone, 'twont do; composite, would I makeThis man-child rare; 'twere well, ...
_A TALE OF PRINCE RUPERT_September 30: 1651Seventy league from Terceira they lay In the mid Atlantic straining;And inch upon inch ...
They say there's a high windless world and strange, Out of the wash of days and temporal tide, Where Faith ...
1I am gai. I am poet. I dvellRupert Street, at the fifth. I am svell.And I sing tralalaAnd I love ...
Rupert of the RhineThought Cromwell was a swine,And he felt quite sureAfter Marston Moor(Edmund Clerihew Bentley)
(For Shaemas O Sheel) One winter night a Devil came and sat upon my bed, His eyes were full of ...
The sort of girl I like to see Smiles down from her great height at me. She stands in strong, ...
Kentish Sir Byng stood for his King, Bidding the crop-headed Parliament swing: And, pressing a troop unable to stoop And ...
Empty chocolate boxes, a pillowcase with an orange at the bottom, Nuts and tinsel with its idiosyncratic rustle and brilliant ...
For Jeremy Reed Rejection doesn't lead me to dejection But to inspiration via irritation Or at least to a bit ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
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