Living
Ordo
From Minerva Britanna (1612)
THE Common-wealth, whose Base is firmely laid
On evenest ground, of Iustice and the right,
By time or chaunge, in vaine we see assaide,
But where affection overswaies with might:
Confusion there, all vnto havock bringes,
And vndermines, the thrones of mightiest Kinges.
Our English STEPHEN, did take vnto him this
Faire falling Plume, resembling best of all,
The new establsh't goverment of his,
Whereas each feather keepes his ranck and fall:
So should that state, (let Fortune doe her worst,)
As faire, and firme, as ever at the first.
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Peacham, Henry. “Ordo.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/peacham/161/.
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Peacham, Henry. “Ordo.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/peacham/161/.
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