 | A transcript of Edward Taylor's Metrical History of Christianity by Donald E. Stanford |  |
In Europe.
Theophilus losing Amory stroi'd
And many bravest Captains and beside
Suspecting Theophobus would aspire
After the Wreath, fell Sick and his desire
Chargd them to Slay Theophobus, they do:
He hugs his head and out this Cry doth go.
I'm not Theophilus, neither art thou
Theophobus, and down by death doth bow.
Mich, and his Mam, then, Theodora reign
The Bulgars King against her wars proclaims.
Yet did delay. But Italy is wrackt
By Maurs, and Saracens Ben'vent is Sackt.
In France are bloody noses at the town
Of Fontanede Antisiodore downs
Where Lewis his four Sons such S[l]aughter make
France hath not men to keep her border-Stake.
The day doth fall to Charles, and Lewis, who
Constrain Lothair to part the Realm them to.
Charles Realm runs from the West sea to the Mose.
Lewis all Germany to th'Rhine ore flows.
Pipin hath Aquitane. Lothair doth 'joy
Italy, Rome, Lotharing, Burgundy,
With the Imperiall Title Normans they
Wast France, and range to Paris dore by Sea
And bicker with the Frizers, them Subdue.
And Pipins Sons Pipin and Charles out flew
Upon their Unkle Charles in France, are caught
And into Monks are turnd and manners taught.
And many bravest Captains and beside
Suspecting Theophobus would aspire
After the Wreath, fell Sick and his desire
Chargd them to Slay Theophobus, they do:
He hugs his head and out this Cry doth go.
I'm not Theophilus, neither art thou
Theophobus, and down by death doth bow.
Mich, and his Mam, then, Theodora reign
The Bulgars King against her wars proclaims.
Yet did delay. But Italy is wrackt
By Maurs, and Saracens Ben'vent is Sackt.
In France are bloody noses at the town
Of Fontanede Antisiodore downs
Where Lewis his four Sons such S[l]aughter make
France hath not men to keep her border-Stake.
The day doth fall to Charles, and Lewis, who
Constrain Lothair to part the Realm them to.
Charles Realm runs from the West sea to the Mose.
Lewis all Germany to th'Rhine ore flows.
Pipin hath Aquitane. Lothair doth 'joy
Italy, Rome, Lotharing, Burgundy,
With the Imperiall Title Normans they
Wast France, and range to Paris dore by Sea
And bicker with the Frizers, them Subdue.
And Pipins Sons Pipin and Charles out flew
Upon their Unkle Charles in France, are caught
And into Monks are turnd and manners taught.
Benit, and Anastase two Popeling[s] Strive
To had themselves by blood with Peters hive.
But Lothairs Sword cut of the Quarrell so
Peter is made his better still to know.
To had themselves by blood with Peters hive.
But Lothairs Sword cut of the Quarrell so
Peter is made his better still to know.
Mich who up hoisted Image worship high
Nigh pot shot gave his purple Shooes with joy
To Basiline whom he names Emperour.
Which Basill, for him Cesar made, made soure.
That in the night with his Companions hee
Did butcher him and now men justice see.
Nigh pot shot gave his purple Shooes with joy
To Basiline whom he names Emperour.
Which Basill, for him Cesar made, made soure.
That in the night with his Companions hee
Did butcher him and now men justice see.
| A transcript of Edward Taylor's Metrical History of Christianity by Donald E. Stanford | |