English Eclogues IV – The Sailor’s Mother (Robert Southey Poems)
WOMAN.Sir for the love of God some small reliefTo a poor woman!TRAVELLER.Whither are you bound?'Tis a late hour to travel ...
WOMAN.Sir for the love of God some small reliefTo a poor woman!TRAVELLER.Whither are you bound?'Tis a late hour to travel ...
High in the air exposed the slave is hung, To all the birds of heaven, their living food! He groans ...
High in the air expos'd the Slave is hung To all the birds of Heaven, their living food! He groans ...
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