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Christopher Marlowe

(26 February 1564 - 30 May 1593 / Canterbury, England)

Our Conquering Swords


Our conquering swords shall marshall us the way
We use to march upon the slaughter'd foe,
Trampling their bowels with our horses' hoofs,
Brave horses bred on the white Tartarian hills.
My camp is like to Julius Caesar's host,
That never fought but had the victory;
Nor in Pharsalia was there such hot war
As these, my followers, willingly would have.
Legions of spirits, fleeting in the air,
Direct our bullets and our weapons' points,
And make your strokes to wound the senseless light;
And when she sees our bloody colours spread,
Then Victory begins to take her flight,
Resting herself upon my milk-white tent--
But come, my lords, to weapons let us fall;
The field is ours, the Turk, his wife, and all.

Submitted: Thursday, May 05, 2011
Edited: Thursday, May 05, 2011

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  • Gold Star - 13,680 Points Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (4/13/2014 9:44:00 AM)

    A sixteenth century poem and the theme relevance of the period but now in place of kings, swords, and entire warfare is changed. Still the poem is interesting. (Report) Reply

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