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SONNET: 16. TO THE LORD GENERAL CROMWELL, MAY 1652, by         Recitation     Poem Explanation     Poet Analysis     Poet's Biography
First Line: Cromwell, our chief of men, who through a cloud
Last Line: Of hireling wolves, whose gospel is their maw.
Variant Title(s): To The Lord General Cromwell;to Lord General Cromwell, May 1652, On Proposals
Subject(s): Cromwell, Oliver (1599-1658); Great Britain - History; English History

CROMWELL, our chief of men, who through a cloud,
Not of war only, but detractions rude,
Guided by faith and matchless fortitude,
To peace and truth thy glorious way hast
And on the neck of crowned fortune proud
Hast reared God's trophies, and his work pursued,
While Darwen stream, with blood of Scots inbued,
And Dunbar field resounds thy praises loud,
And Worcester's laureate wreath. Yet much re-
To conquer still; Peace hath her victories
No less renowned than War: new foes arise,
Threatening to bind our souls with secular chains:
Help us to save free conscience from the paw
Of hireling wolves, whose gospel is their maw.

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