ON THE PROPOSALS OF CERTAIN MINISTERS AT THE COMMITTEE FOR PROPAGATION OF THE GOSPEL.

Cromwell, our chief of men, who through a cloud

Not of war only, but detractions rude,

Guided by faith and matchless fortitude,

To peace and truth thy glorious way hast ploughed,

And on the neck of crowned Fortune proud 5

Hast reared God’s trophies, and his work pursued,

While [Darwen stream], with blood of Scots imbrued,

And [Dunbar] field, resounds thy praises loud,

And Worcester’s laureate wreath: yet much remains