Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET: 16. TO THE LORD GENERAL CROMWELL, MAY 1652, by JOHN MILTON 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 ploughed, 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- mains 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. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SONG OF DEGREES by GEOFFREY HILL CHURCHILL'S FUNERAL by GEOFFREY HILL CONCERNING INHERITANCE by GEOFFREY HILL DARK-LAND (1) by GEOFFREY HILL DARK-LAND (2) by GEOFFREY HILL DARK-LAND (3) by GEOFFREY HILL |
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