The Poetical Works of Thomas Chatterton with an essay on the Rowley poems by the Rev. Walter W. Skeat and a memoir by Edward Bell |
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God.I know thy sprite full well; gentle thou art,
Strong, dreadful, rough, as smoking armies seem;
Yet oft, I fear, thy heat's too great a part,
And that thy counsel's oft born down by breme.
What tidings from the king?
Har.
His Normans know;
I make no comrade of the shimmering train.
God.
Ah Harold! 'tis a sight of mickle woe,
To know these Normans every glory gain.
What tidings with the folk?
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