Welcome, most welcome to our Vowes and us, Most great, and universall Genius! The Drooping West, which hitherto has stood As one, in long-lamented-widow-hood; Looks like a Bride now, or a bed of flowers, Newly refresh't, both by the Sun, and showers. War, which before was horrid, now appears Lovely in you, brave Prince of Cavaliers! A deale of courage in each bosome springs By your accesse; (O you the best of Kings!) Ride on with all white Omens; so, that where Your Standard's up, we fix a Conquest there. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOVE'S APOTHEOSIS by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR ON LENDING A PUNCH BOWL by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES THE PILGRIM FATHERS by LEONARD BACON (1802-1881) PSALM 148 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE ROSE D'AMOUR by MATHILDE BLIND BURY THEM by HENRY HOWARD BROWNELL |