England and Yesterday

<h2>WRIT IN MY LORD CLARENDON’S “HISTORY OF THE REBELLION.”</h2> <div class="poetry-container"> <div class="poetry"> <div class="stanza"> <div class="verse">How life hath cheapened, and how blank</div> <div class="verse">The Worlde is! like a fen</div> <div class="verse">Where long ago unstainèd sank</div> <div class="verse">The starrie gentlemen:</div> <div class="verse">Since Marston Moor and Newbury drank</div> <div class="verse">King Charles his gentlemen.</div> </div> <div class="stanza"> <div class="verse">If Fate in any air accords</div> <div class="verse">What Fate denied, O then</div> <div class="verse">I ask to be among your Swordes,</div> <div class="verse">My joyous gentlemen;</div> <div class="verse">Towards Honour’s heaven to goe, and towards</div> <div class="verse">King Charles his gentlemen!</div> </div></div> </div> <hr> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />