 When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones, Forget not ; in thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep, and in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody Piedmontese, that rolled Mother with infant down the rocks.  The Works of the English Poets: Milton - Page 180by Samuel Johnson - 1779Full view - About this book
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - Literary Criticism - 1995 - 936 pages
...book record their groans Who were thy sheep and in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody Piedmontese that roll'd Mother with infant down the rocks. Their moans The vales redoubl'd to the hills, and they To Heav'n. Their martyr'd blood and ashes sow O'er all th'Italian... | |
 | William Riley Parker - Poets, English - 1996 - 708 pages
...their groans, Who were Thy sheep, and in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody Piedmontese that rolled Mother with infant down the rocks. Their moans The vales redoubled to the hills, and they To heaven. Their martyred blood and ashes sow O'er all the Italian fields where still doth sway The triple... | |
 | Ronald Charles Thompson - Religion - 1996 - 180 pages
...their ancient Fold Slayn by the bloody Piemontese that roll'd Mother with Infant down the Rocks. The moans The Vales redoubled to the Hills, and they To Heav'n. Their martyr'd blood and ashes so O're all the Italian fields where still doth sway The triple tyrant: that from these may grow... | |
 | Stephen Adams - Poetry - 1997 - 260 pages
...their groans Who were thy sheep and in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody Piedmontese that rolled Mother with infant down the rocks. Their moans The vales redoubled to the hills, and they To Heaven. Their martyred blood and ashes sow O'er all th'Italian fields where still doth sway The triple... | |
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