Poem by William Drummond

On the House of Commons

When lately Pym descended into Hell,
	Ere he the cups of Lethe did carouse,
What place that was, he called loud to tell;
	To whom a devil – “This is the Lower House.”

1. Like the Idalian Queen
2. Now While the Night Her Sable Veil Hath Spread
3. For the Baptist
4. Madrigal
5. Who Hath Not Seen into Her Saffron Bed

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