Lie slaughter'd on their native ground ; Thy hospitable roofs no more Invite the stranger to the door; In smoky ruins sunk they lie. The monuments of cruelty. The wretched owner sees afar His all become the prey of war ; Bethinks him of his babes and... The Union: Or Select Scots and English Poems.. - Página 62 por Thomas Warton - 1753 - 144 páginas Vista completa -
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