Thomas Babbington Macaulay City Poems

  • 1.
    Awake, arise, the hour is come,
    For rows and revolutions;
    There's no receipt like pike and drum
    For crazy constitutions.
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  • 2.
    A Poem Which Obtained the Chancellor's Medal at the Cambridge Commencement, July 1819.


    Oh! land to Memory and to Freedom dear,
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  • 3.
    To horse! to horse! brave Cavaliers!
    To horse for Church and Crown!
    Strike, strike your tents! snatch up your spears!
    And ho for London town!
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  • 4.
    Now glory to the Lord of hosts, from whom all glories are!
    And glory to our sovereign liege, King Henry of Navarre!
    Now let there be the merry sound of music and of dance,
    Through thy corn-fields green, and sunny vines, O pleasant land of France!
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  • 5.
    Attend, all ye who list to hear our noble England's praise;
    I tell of the thrice famous deeds she wrought in ancient days,
    When that great fleet invincible against her bore in vain
    The richest spoils of Mexico, the stoutest hearts of Spain.
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  • 6.
    IT is the dead of night:
    Yet more than noonday light
    Beams far and wide from many a gorgeous hall.
    Unnumbered harps are tinkling,
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  • 7.
    A Lay Sung at the Banquet in the Capitol, on the Day Whereon Manius Curius Dentatus, a Second Time Consul, Triumphed Over King Pyrrhus and the Tarentines, in the Year of the City CCCCLXXIX.


    I.
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  • 8.
    NOW glory to the Lord of hosts, from whom all glories are!
    And glory to our sovereign liege, King Henry of Navarre!
    Now let there be the merry sound of music and of dance,
    Through thy corn-fields green, and sunny vines, O pleasant land of France!
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Total 8 City Poems by Thomas Babbington Macaulay

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