Thomas Babbington Macaulay Dear Poems

  • 1.
    Oh, weep for Moncontour! Oh! weep for the hour,
    When the children of darkness and evil had power,
    When the horsemen of Valois triumphantly trod
    On the bosoms that bled for their rights and their God.
    ...
  • 2.
    Here Martyn lies. In Manhood's early bloom
    The Christian Hero finds a Pagan tomb.
    Religion, sorrowing o'er her favourite son,
    Points to the glorious trophies that he won.
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  • 3.
    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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  • 4.
    As I sate down to breakfast in state,
    At my living of Tithing-cum-Boring,
    With Betty beside me to wait,
    Came a rap that almost beat the door in.
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  • 5.
    Oh Britain! dear Isle, when the annals of story
    Shall tell of the deeds that thy children have done,
    When the strains of each poet shall sing of their glory,
    And the triumphs their skill and their valour have won.
    ...
  • 6.
    O STAY, Madonna! stay;
    'Tis not the dawn of day
    That marks the skies with yonder opal streak:
    The stars in silence shine;
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  • 7.
    To my true king I offered free from stain
    Courage and faith; vain faith, and courage vain.
    For him, I threw lands, honours, wealth, away.
    And one dear hope, that was more prized than they.
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  • 8.
    Let pious Damon take his seat,
    With mincing step and languid smile,
    And scatter from his 'kerchief sweet,
    Sabaean odours o'er the aisle;
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Total 8 Dear Poems by Thomas Babbington Macaulay

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Sometimes, to solace my sad heart, I say,
Though late it be, though lily-time be past,
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And cast my rests of life before her feet,
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