Poems By John Hall | ||
To his admired friend Mr. Jo. Hall
VVelcome (bright Sunne) into our HemisphereNow thou art risen we all disappear
As smallest sparks. Mount higher yet and make
All Arts and sciences thy Zodiake:
I should desire to be thy Mercury,
Could I (though but unseen) keep pace with thee.
Edw. Holland St. Johns Coll. Gent.
Poems By John Hall | ||