Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE CASE OF THOMAS MORE, by MARY SAINT VIRGINIA First Line: Slowly, my lords, go slowly. In this man Last Line: This profits you? Use prudence, my lords; not pity. Alternate Author Name(s): Berry, Virginia Subject(s): More, Sir Thomas (1478-1535) | ||||||||
Slowly, my lords, go slowly. In this man: Still stand your sires, stubborn, at Runnymede; Blood speaks at Canterbury; across a span Of a thousand years brothers of Alcuin and Bede Wield wisdom's words; and England signs the sky At Salisbury in a Norman syllable meant -- By sons of Saxons -- still to ratify The contract Saint Augustine brought to Kent. Not that this man is good, friend to the poor, Defender of the freedoms of the City, Consider now. But do not now abjure England. Do not lightly silence the witty And noble word England speaks. You are sure This profits you? Use prudence, my lords; not pity. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SIR THOMAS MORE by ALBRECHT HAUSHOFER SIR THOMAS MORE by KARL HAUSHOFER MADRIGAL FOR MARGARET RETRIEVING THE HEAD OF SIR THOMAS MORE by GERALDINE CLINTON LITTLE CONVENT CEMETERY: MOUNT CARMEL by MARY SAINT VIRGINIA UPLANDS IN MAY by CARL SANDBURG ADVICE by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES FARE WELL by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE A COUNTRY BURIAL by EMILY DICKINSON PARTED FRIENDS by JAMES MONTGOMERY THE WIND by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON ON THE MOOR by ROBERT ADAMSON (1832-) MISADVENTURES AT MARGATE; A LEGEND OF JARVIS'S JETTY by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM |
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