When time our styled yeare did end And chaunge began your Raigne Then tyme reft us a Soveraigne bliss Which chaunge repaired with gaine Time now by shortinge his owne time Hath chaung'd the aged yeare Yet in my long borne zeale times chaunge Cann make noe chaunge apeere. But manie a blessed Chaunge of times Heavens graunt your time may see That tyme chaunge not your Royall race Till tyme noe more shalbee. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN WALKED BUD WITH A PALETTE by CLARENCE MAJOR THE LATE SINGER by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS NATURAL HISTORY by MOTHER GOOSE MOVE UPWARD by ALEXANDER ANDERSON IN ANSWER TO QUESTION FROM GREEK GRAMMAR: WHAT FUTURES SPEAK by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD TWILIT HARMONY by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE JOB 3:3-26. JOB CURSETH THE DAY, AND SERVICES OF HIS BIRTH by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE |