Poem by Anonymous

On a Certain Sylla

Sylla declares the world shall know
That he’s my most determined foe! 
I wish him wide the tale to spread;
For all that I from Sylla dread 
Is, that the knave, to serve some end, 
May one day swear that he’s my friend. 

[From ‘The Poetical Register’ (1801).]

1. Sir Richard Whittington’s Advancement
2. Shakespeare’s Monument at Stratford-upon-Avon
3. The Guard-Chamber
4. The Bells of Fletching
5. The Banks o’ Glaizart

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