>>24652863
For English my favorite poets are Blake, Kipling and Wordsworth. Latin has to be Catullus.
>>24652942
It’s still in the rough draft but this is from what I’m working on. It’s called “Washington at the Delaware”
Then out spoke bold Washington:
“Tonight, we make our stand,
For even in our darkest night,
Freedom won’t leave our land,
And if tonight shall be our last,
What nobler way to die,
Than fighting for our liberty,
Beneath this Christmas Sky,
And for our new found nation,
To which we’ll give our life,
And for all of our kith and kin,
May they know not our strife,
And for our noble forefathers,
Who came unto this shore,
And for our blessed progeny,
Who shall sing of our lore?
Gather up the boats, my men,
We’ll sail this Christmas night,
For if we cross the Delaware,
The foe shall run in fright,
In yonder path lies our foe,
Further still we’ll be free,
Now who will bear frigid ice,
And cross the tide with me?
Then out spoke General Ewing,
Of Key stone birth was he,
“At Trenton’s ferry I shall go,
To cross the tide with thee.”
Then out spoke brave Cadwalader,
Of Jersey blood was he,
“To Bordentown my men shall go,
To cross the tide with thee.”
“Go forth Washington,” said Congress,
“And lead our people well.”
And from whence his courage came,
Only our God can tell.
For valor was no low skill,
Not in peace or in war,
For all men longed for virtue,
In the brave days of yore.
Then there was no man above,
And no one was below,
Then man helped his fellow man,
To fight against the foe,
Then men fought and died for freedom,
For life and limb and more:
For our folk were a noble breed,
In the brave days of yore.
Now man spites his fellow man,
Now the high hates the low,
Now the courage is forgot,
From times so long ago.
For when the sands of time shift,
Virtue becomes a chore:
Scarcely are deeds done as they were,
In the brave days of yore.
