Writ in My Lord Clarendon’s “History of the Rebellion” How life hath cheapened, and how blank The Worlde is! like a fen Where long ago unstainèd sank The starrie gentlemen: Since Marston Moor and Newbury drank King Charles his gentlemen. If Fate in any air accords What Fate denied, O then I ask to be among your Swordes, My joyous gentlemen; Towards Honour’s heaven to goe, and towards King Charles his gentlemen! |
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