William Billington

PROEM.What is Death—Sin's son and heir?
Time, his kinsman, must declare!
What is Life? A Trinity—
Faith, and Hope, and Charity;…

THE world of dreams is strange, and I, a dreamer,
A strange and dreamy story now relate;
Yet marvel not, though fitful as the streamer
That dances round the pole, the nimble gait…

IN true men's lives it is not true
That Labour plays a losing game;
Though Fame but chronicles the few,
She leaves you room to write your name;…

I STOOD upon a steep cloud-haunted hill,
When clear and cloudless was the evening sky;
As bliss fills Heaven, did sacred silence fill
The wide-womb'd welkin; universal space…