Poem: Quantum Mutata
上海龙凤shlf最新地址Poem: Quantum Mutata
There was a time in Europe long ago
When no man died for freedom anywhere,
But England's lion leaping from its lair
Laid hands on the oppressor! it was so
While England could a great Republic show.
Witness the men of Piedmont, chiefest care
上海龙凤shlf最新地址Of Cromwell, when with impotent despair
The Pontiff in his painted portico
Trembled before our stern ambassadors.
How comes it then that from such high estate
We have thus fallen, save that Luxury
上海龙凤shlf最新地址With barren merchandise piles up the gate
Where noble thoughts and deeds should enter by:
上海龙凤shlf最新地址Else might we still be Milton's heritors.