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By John Herman Merivale ... A new and corrected edition with some additional pieces
Merivale, John Herman (1779-1844)

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VOL. I
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VOL. II
  
ORLANDO IN RONCESVALLES,
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IMITATIONS AND PARODIES.
  
SONG.—“COULD A MAN BE SECURE.”
  
FROM THE LAY OF A TROUBADOUR.
  
SONG.—“SINCE FIRST I SAW YOUR FACE.”
  
CHARADE.
  
THE ROADMAKERS:
  
ADDITIONAL STANZAS FOR 1836.
  
SONG.—“THERE'S NOUGHT BUT CARE ON EVERY HAN'.”
  
BALLAD—IN IMITATION OF DR. WATTS.
  
THE ROAD TO GLORY.
  
A NEW SONG UPON WHIG AND TORY.
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SACRED AND SCRIPTURAL.
  
PROVERBS, CHAP. I. v. 20–31.
  
ECCLESIASTICUS, CHAP. I.
  
WISDOM OF SOLOMON, CHAP. II.
  
[Great Universal Father—Thou]
  
[Father of mercies, God of might]
  
[Almighty God! before Thy Throne]
  
[Thou Great First cause of life and light]
  
“EVIL, BE THOU MY GOOD.”
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OCCASIONAL VERSES.
  
EPITAPH.
  
ANOTHER EPITAPH.
  
TO A SON ENTERING COLLEGE.
  
FROM AN UNPUBLISHED POEM.
  
ODE ON THE DELIVERANCE OF EUROPE. 1814.
  
FOR THE GENERAL FAST. 1832.
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SONNETS. 1834–5.
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SONNET I.
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SONNET II.
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SONNET III.
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SONNET IV.
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A CHRONICLE OF THE KINGS OF ENGLAND,
  
PROLOGUE.
  
INVASION OF JULIUS CÆSAR. BEF. CHR. 55.
  
SECOND CENTURY.
  
THIRD CENTURY.
  
FOURTH CENTURY.
  
FIFTH CENTURY.
  
SIXTH CENTURY.
  
SEVENTH CENTURY.
  
EIGHTH CENTURY.
  
NINTH CENTURY.
  
THE HEPTARCHY UNITED.
  
TENTH CENTURY.
  
ELEVENTH CENTURY.
  
THE NORMAN CONQUEST.
  
TWELFTH CENTURY.
  
THIRTEENTH CENTURY.
  
FOURTEENTH CENTURY.
  
FIFTEENTH CENTURY.
  
SIXTEENTH CENTURY.
  
SEVENTEENTH CENTURY.
  
EPILOGUE.

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SONNET I.

Yon party zealot, ignorant as warm,
Has taunted me with change—a charge untrue.
I ne'er was one with that deceitful crew,
Who mean Destruction when they roar “Reform;”
My purpose ever to prevent the storm
'Tis theirs to excite. The wholesome air I drew
With my first breath was Loyalty. I grew
In childhood reverence of her sacred form:
And, as she beam'd upon my youthful eye,
Link'd with her mountain sister Liberty,
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In holiest union, all the more she won
My love and worship; and so made me shun
The fellowship of those who madly try
To rend asunder what heaven join'd in one.
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