The Poetical Works of George Barlow In Ten [Eleven] Volumes |
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SINKAT
Men slaughtered, women ravished, children slain:
Men, women, children, who for months had dreamed
That English bayonets ere long would have gleamed
Over the sunburnt hopeless southern plain.—
I think there never thrilled a deeper pain
Quite through the heart of England than to-day!
To know that each soul as it passed away
Left first on England's hands its own blood-stain.
Men, women, children, who for months had dreamed
That English bayonets ere long would have gleamed
Over the sunburnt hopeless southern plain.—
I think there never thrilled a deeper pain
Quite through the heart of England than to-day!
To know that each soul as it passed away
Left first on England's hands its own blood-stain.
O heart of England and great warring eyes
That met the armies of the world and smiled
And hands wherein the silent thunder lies
Sleeping,—are ye now found too weak to save
From slaughter's weltering ravening monstrous wave
One weeping woman or one helpless child?
That met the armies of the world and smiled
And hands wherein the silent thunder lies
Sleeping,—are ye now found too weak to save
From slaughter's weltering ravening monstrous wave
One weeping woman or one helpless child?
Feb. 13, 1884.
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