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By William Cory [i.e. Johnson]
Cory, William Johnson (1823-1892)

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Desiderato.
 
After reading “Ajax.”
 
Mimnermus in Church.
 
Heraclitus.
 
Iole.
 
Stesichorus.
 
The Daughter of Cleomenes.
 
Caius Gracchus.
 
Asterope.
 
A Dirge.
 
An Invocation.
 
Academus.
 
Prospero.
 
Amaturus.
 
Mortem, quæ violat suavia, pellit amor.
 
Two Fragments of Childhood.
 
War Music.
 
Nubenti.
 
Words for a Portuguese Air.
 
Adrienne and Maurice.
 
The Hallowing of the Fleet.
 
The Cairn and the Church.
 
A Queen's Visit.
 
Moon-set.
 
After reading “Maud.”
 
A Song.
 
A Study of Boyhood.
 
Mercurialia.
 
Reparabo.
 
A Birthday.
 
A New Year's Day.
 
A Cruise.
 
A Separation.
 
A New Michonnet.
 
Sapphics.
 
A Fable.
 
Amavi.
 
Notes of an Interview.
 
Preparation.
 
Deteriora.
 
Parting.
 
All that was Possible.
 
Scheveningen Avenue.
 
Melliren.
 
A Merry Parting.
 
School Fencibles.
 
Boconnoc.
 
A Sketch after Brantôme.
 
On Livermead Sands.
 
Lacordaire at Oxford.
 
A Retrospect of School Life.
 
Clovelly Beach.
 
An Epoch in a Sweet Life.
 
Phaedra's Nurse.
 
Below Boulter's Lock.
 
From Halsdon to Cheltenham.
 
A poor French Sailor's Sweetheart.
 
A Garden Girl.
 
To Two Young Ladies.
 
A House and a Girl.
 
A Fellow-Passenger Unknown.
 
Nuremberg Cemetery.
 
[Mortal thing not wholly clay]
 
A Sick French Poet's English Friends.
 
L'oiseau bleu.
 
Home, Pup!
 
A Soldier's Miracle.
 
A Ballad for a Boy.
 
Je Maintiendrai.
 
Sapphics for a Tune.
 
Europa.
 
Hypermnestra.
 
Barine.
 
To Britomart musing.
 
Hersilia.
 
Sappho's Cursing.
 
A Serving-man's Epitaph.
 
Age and Girlhood.
 
A Legend of Porto Santo.
 
To a Linnet.
 
A Song for a Parting.
 
Mir ist Leide.
 
Lebewohl.
 
Remember.

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Je Maintiendrai.

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(FOR THE TUNE CALLED SANTA LUCIA.)

Rise, rise, ye Devon folk!
Toss off the traitor's yoke,
Peer through the rain and smoke,
Look, look again!
Run down to Brixham pier—
Quick, quick, the Prince is near!
All the rights ye reckon dear
He will maintain.

Chorus—

Welcome, sweet English rose!
Welcome, Dutch Roman nose!
Scatter, scatter all the Gospel's foes,
William and Mary!
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High over gulls and boats
Bright, free the banner floats;
Hearken, hear the clarion notes!
Lift hats and stare.
Courtiers who break the laws,
Tame cats with velvet paws,
Hypocrites with poisoned claws,
Croppres, beware!
Trust, Sir, the western shires,
Trust those who baffled Spain;
We'll be hardy like our sires.
Down, Pope, again!
Off, off with sneak and thief!
We'll have an honest chief.
England is no Popish fief;
Free kings shall reign.
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