 | A transcript of Edward Taylor's Metrical History of Christianity by Donald E. Stanford |  |
Century the tenth.
Farewell Ninth Century, I now bequeathA Sigh interred in thy Coasts with leave.
And do Proceed to Search and try the Soile
Of this tenth Century. Hence ore the Stile
I climb, and come into her borders, run
Through all her Coasts as I before have done,
Through others, to observe What Glories shine
Of Grace, of Patience, Justice, of Divine
Efficiency, and Truth. Upon thy Walls
But heavily I pass finding thy stalls
Full most with Lobsters. And its darkesom might
Wherein thou'rt led by Jack-a-Lanthorns light.
| A transcript of Edward Taylor's Metrical History of Christianity by Donald E. Stanford | |