Showing posts with label Thomas Morton (1590-1647). Show all posts
Showing posts with label Thomas Morton (1590-1647). Show all posts

Thomas Morton – The Poem

Thomas Morton – The Poem
Rise Oedipeus, and, if thou canst, unfouldWhat meanes Caribdis underneath the mould,When Scilla sollitary on the ground(Sitting in forme of Niobe) was found,Till Amphitrites Darling did acquaintGrim Neptune with the Tenor of her plaint,And causd him send forth Triton with...

Thomas Morton – The Songe

Thomas Morton – The Songe
Drink and be merry, merry, merry boyes; Let all your delight be in the Hymens ioyes; Iô to Hymen, now the day is come, About the merry Maypole take Roome.     Make greene garlons, bring bottles out     And fill sweet Nectar freely about.    ...

Thomas Morton – From New English Canaan

Thomas Morton – From New English Canaan
(The Authors Prologue) If art and industry should doe as much As Nature hath for Canaan, not such Another place, for benefit and rest, In all the universe can be possest. The more we proove it by discovery, The more delight each object to the eye Procures; as if...