Did clap their bloody hands ; He nothing common did, or mean, Upon that memorable scene, But with his keener eye The axe's edge did try ; Nor called the gods with vulgar spite To vindicate his helpless right, But bowed his comely head Down, as upon a... Recollections of a Literary Life, Or, Books, Places, and People - Page 330 by Mary Russell Mitford - 1853 Full view - About this book
