Battle Of Hastings – I (Thomas Chatterton Poems)
O CHRYSTE, it is a grief for me to tell;HOW manie a nobil erle and valrous knyghteIn fyghtynge for Kynge ...
Thomas Chatterton Poems on Faces (11 Poems)
(Thomas Chatterton Poems)
SCENE I.BRISTOWE.BIRTHA.Gentle Egwina, do notte preche me joie;I cannotte joie ynne anie thynge botte weere .Oh! yatte aughte schulde oure ...
Bristowe Tragedie: Or The Dethe Of Syr Charles Badwin (Thomas Chatterton Poems)
THE featherd songster chaunticleerHan wounde hys bugle horne,And tolde the earlie villagerThe commynge of the morne.Kynge EDWARDE sawe the ruddie ...
Chatterton’s Will (Thomas Chatterton Poems)
Burgum, I thank thee, thou hast let me seeThat Bristol has impress'd her stamp on thee,Thy generous spirit emulates the ...
The Methodist (Thomas Chatterton Poem)
Says Tom to Jack, 'tis very odd, These representatives of God, In color, way of life and evil, Should be ...
The Copernican System (Thomas Chatterton Poem)
The Sun revolving on his axis turns, And with creative fire intensely burns; Impell'd by forcive air, our Earth supreme, ...
The Death of Nicou (Thomas Chatterton Poem)
On Tiber's banks, Tiber, whose waters glide In slow meanders down to Gaigra's side; And circling all the horrid mountain ...
Heccar and Gaira (Thomas Chatterton Poem)
Where the rough Caigra rolls the surgy wave, Urging his thunders thro' the echoing cave; Where the sharp rocks, in ...
Narva and Mored (Thomas Chatterton Poem)
Recite the loves of Narva and Mored The priest of Chalma's triple idol said. High from the ground the youthful ...
February (Thomas Chatterton Poem)
Begin, my muse, the imitative lay, Aonian doxies sound the thrumming string; Attempt no number of the plaintive Gay, Let ...
An Excelente Balade of Charitie: As Wroten bie the Gode Pri (Thomas Chatterton Poem)
In Virgynë the sweltrie sun gan sheene, And hotte upon the mees did caste his raie; The apple rodded from ...