 | England - 1838 - 884 pages
...rcrord their groans Who were thy sheep, and In their ancient fold, Slain by thi? Moody Piedmontesp that roll'd Mother with infant down the rocks. Their...moans The vales redoubled to the hills, and they To Henv'n. Their martyr'd blood and ashes sow O'er all the Italian fields, where still doth sway The triple... | |
 | William Jones - Albigenses - 1819 - 554 pages
...fathers worsbipt stocks and stonei Forget not : in thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep, aud in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody Piemontese...moans The vales redoubled to the hills, and they To heaven. Their martyr'd blood and ashes sow O'er all th' Italian fields, where still doth sway The tripled... | |
 | Ezekiel Sanford - English poetry - 1819 - 366 pages
...old, When all our fathers worship'd 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 roll'd Mother with infant down the rocks. Their moans The vales redoubled to the... | |
 | Abraham John Valpy - Great Britain - 1822 - 580 pages
...old, When all our fathers worshipp'd 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 roll'd Mother with infant down the rocks. Their moans ''The vales redoubled to the... | |
 | British poets - Classical poetry - 1822 - 272 pages
...old, When all our fathers worshipp'd stocks and stones, Forget not : in thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep, and in their ancient fold Slain...Piemontese that roll'd Mother with infant down the rocks. Theirmoans The vales redoubled to the hills, and they To Heaven. Theirmartyr'dbloodandashes sow O'er... | |
 | 1822 - 592 pages
...old, When all our fathers worshipp'd 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 roll'd Mother with infant down the rocks. Their moans The vales redoubled to the hills,... | |
 | 1822 - 600 pages
...old, When all our fathers worshipp'd 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 roll'd Mother with infant down the rocks. Their moans The vales redoubled to the hills,... | |
 | New elegant extracts - 1823 - 402 pages
...old, When all our fathers worship'd 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 roll'd Mother with infant down the rocks. Their moans The vales redoubled to the... | |
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Avenge, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold; Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones, Forget not : in thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep,... 
