 | Poems by Robert Gomersall |  |
This horrid place till now had emptie stood,
But now the Israelites conclude it good
To plant an ambush there: for thus they plot
That when the skirmish shall be growing hot,
They will draw backe, to make the Benjamite
Conceive that stratagem to be a flight,
And leave the towne for the pursuit; when straight
Vpon a signe giv'n, they that lie in waite
Shall ceize upon the City, and so force
Their Enemy to such a desp'rate course,
That being pursu'd by those he put to flight,
He shall not know, whether to flie or fight,
But now the Israelites conclude it good
To plant an ambush there: for thus they plot
That when the skirmish shall be growing hot,
They will draw backe, to make the Benjamite
Conceive that stratagem to be a flight,
And leave the towne for the pursuit; when straight
Vpon a signe giv'n, they that lie in waite
Shall ceize upon the City, and so force
Their Enemy to such a desp'rate course,
That being pursu'd by those he put to flight,
He shall not know, whether to flie or fight,
| Poems by Robert Gomersall | |