Thomas Babbington Macaulay (25 October 1800 – 28 December 1859 / Leicestershire)
Poems of Thomas Babbington Macaulay
|1.||A Radical War Song||1/3/2003|
|2.||An Election Ballad||1/3/2003|
|4.||Epitaph on a Jacobite||1/3/2003|
|5.||Epitaph on Henry Martyn||1/3/2003|
|8.||Lines to the Memory of Pitt||1/3/2003|
|9.||Lines Written in August||1/3/2003|
|11.||Sermon in a Churchyard||1/3/2003|
|14.||The Battle Of Ivry||4/21/2010|
|15.||The Battle of Moncontour||1/3/2003|
|16.||The Battle of Naseby||1/3/2003|
|17.||The Battle Of The Lake Regillus||4/21/2010|
|18.||The Cavalier's March to London||1/3/2003|
|19.||The Country Clergyman's Trip To Cambridge -- An Election Ballad||4/21/2010|
|20.||The Last Buccaneer||1/3/2003|
The Battle of Naseby
Oh! wherefore come ye forth, in triumph from the North,
With your hands, and your feet, and your raiment all red?
And wherefore doth your rout send forth a joyous shout?
And whence be the grapes of the wine-press which ye tread?
Oh, evil was the root, and bitter was the fruit,
And crimson was the juice of the vintage that we trod;
For we trampled on the throng of the haughty and the strong,
Who sate in the high places, and slew the saints of God.