Jonathan Howard Poems

PART ONE

‘Twas down the street one gloomy night,
A lovely chill of air;
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A sky of scarlet: trees there – it to hide,
Where winds of might blow round me all the night;
This is the nature in which I reside –
The natural feeling gives me most delight.
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PROLOGUE

The vertu thoghte I haven in tonne,
Eek I ſ oghte to the worden of Donne;
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She hasn’t said a word she hasn’t meant
Yet seems un-genuine – but she replied
And said that she forgave the grudge that died
Long tides ago; this moment I have dreamt
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Think of what you have to say,
Dare not tell us a lie;
For with us, ‘mate’, you cannot play,
Game not – lest you will die.
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Dark, the room was dark,
And not a man was there;
As so deep in the darkness –
You feär lack of light.
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I am now traced persistently,
Yet all I do is hide;
And though I fl ee, I know there is
Nobody on my side:
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[Based on Tennyson's 'To Virgil'.]

Rome hath fallen; Virgil died, and
Yet his memory shall linger long
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Declared to you, my dear love
I never quite have done,
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You know, love is tough,
And so I think, as well:
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