1. O POOR distracted world, partly a slave To pagans' sinful rage, partly obscured With ignorance of all the means that save! And ev'n those parts of thee that live assured Of heavenly grace, oh how they are divided With doubts late by a kingly pen decided! O happy world, if what the sire begun Had been closed up by his religious son! 2. Mourn all you souls oppressed under the yoke Of Christian-hating Thrace! never appeared More likelihood to have that black league broke, For such a heavenly Prince might well be feared Of earthly fiends. Oh how is Zeal inflamed With power, when Truth wanting defence is shamed! O princely soul, rest thou in peace, while we In thine expect the hopes were ripe in thee. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET: 18 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE PLACES: 2. FULL MOON (SANTA BARBARA) by SARA TEASDALE PETITION OF A SCHOOLBOY TO HIS FATHER by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD FULLNESS OF THE BIBLE by H. J. BETTS THE RED SUNSETS, 1883 (2) by MATHILDE BLIND FAMILIAR EPISTLES ON A SERMON, 'OFFICE & OPERATIONS OF HOLY SPIRIT': 3 by JOHN BYROM |