Poems

To Saxham

To Saxham Though frost and snow lock’d from mine eyes That beauty which without door lies, Thy gardens, orchards, walks, that so I might not all […]

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Apostate Will

Apostate Will In days of old, when Wesley’s power Gathered new strength by every hour; Apostate Will, just sunk in trade, Resolved his bargain should be […]

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Eclogues

Eclogues Eclogue the First. Whanne Englonde, smeethynge from her lethal wounde, From her galled necke dyd twytte the chayne awaie, Kennynge her legeful sonnes falle all […]

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