John Oldham (Джон Олдем)

A Quiet Soul

Thy soul within such silent pomp did keep,
As if humanity were lull'd asleep;
So gentle was thy pilgrimage beneath,
Time's unheard feet scarce make less noise,
Or the soft journey which a planet goes:
Life seem'd all calm as its last breath.
A still tranquillity so hush'd thy breast,
As if some Halcyon were its guest,
And there had built her nest;
It hardly now enjoys a greater rest.

John Oldham’s other poems:

  1. A Satire Touching Nobility
  2. Upon the Works of Ben Jonson
  3. To the Memory of My Dear Friend, Mr. Charles Morwent
  4. The Praise of Homer
  5. David’s Lamentation for the Death of Saul and Jonathan, Paraphrased

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