02 February 2010

A Political Poem in the Style of Milton

His orient face shines through the milky mists,
A round Padishah making his fixed rounds,
The snow streams downward as the heads of enemies slain.

Venerate, abase yourselves on this Saint Brigid's Day
My lords and ladies with employments endowed,
Our world-wise king in Washington sits today
Revolving his plans for the commonalty.

Bend your knees to the sun of knowledge
Arts and sciences, be triply fortified
Raise paeans to justice, truth, and charity

Attend to the parliament who bridles at his ways,
Consider their darkling, obstructive Nays,
Kyrie eleison for them, for you, for all our frays.

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