Verses to accompany a portrait of Cromwell
Bright Martial Maid, Queen of the frozen zone,
The northern pole supports thy shining throne.
Behold what furrows age and steel can plough;
The helmet's weight oppressed this wrinkled brow.
Through fate's untrodden paths I move; my hands
Still act my free-born people's bold commands;
Yet this stern shade, to you submits his frowns,
Nor are these looks always severe to crowns.
More verses by Andrew Marvell
- Tom May's Death
- On The Victory Obtained By Blake Over The Spaniards, In The Bay Of Scanctacruze, In The Island Of Teneriff.1657
- The Mower's Song
- Upon An Eunuch; A Poet. Fragment
- Fleckno, An English Priest At Rome