Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AN ELEGY UPON THE DEATH OF THAT HOLY MAN OF GOD, JOHN ALLEN, by EDWARD TAYLOR Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: How are our spirituall gamesters slipt away? Last Line: All end in allen, by a paragoge. | ||||||||
How are our Spirituall Gamesters slipt away? Crossing their Hilts, and leaving of their play? We take up hilts, the Fencing Schoole implore. Are Norton, Newman, Stone, Thompson gone hence? Gray, Wilson, Shepherd, Flint, and Mitchell since? Eliot, two Mather's Fathers first, then th' Son, Is Buncker's Woodward's Rainer's hourglass run? With Davenport's Sim's, Wareham's? Who are gone? That Allen now is Called hence? Shall none Be left behinde to tell's the Quondam Glory Of this Plantation? What bleeding Story Doth this present us with? Mine eyes boile ore Thy gellid teares into this Urn therefore, Wherein their Noble ashes are, and know yee All end in Allen, by a Paragoge. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GOD'S DETERMINATIONS: THE JOY OF CHURCH FELLOWSHIP RIGHTLY ATTENDED by EDWARD TAYLOR GOD'S DETERMINATIONS: THE PREFACE by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 1 by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 32 by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 38 by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 8 by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 2D SERIES: 3 by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 2D SERIES: 56 by EDWARD TAYLOR THE EBB AND FLOW by EDWARD TAYLOR |
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