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''They have whetted their teeth against the stones,
And now they pick the Bishop's bones;
They gnawed the flesh from every limb,
For they were sent to do judgement on him!''
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Robert Southey (1774-1843), British poet, critic. God's Judgment on a Wicked Bishop (l. 73-76). . .
Oxford Book of Narrative Verse, The. Iona Opie...
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''Then when he saw it could hold no more,
Bishop Hatto, he made fast the door;
And while for mercy on Christ they call,
He set fire to the barn and burnt them all.''
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Robert Southey (1774-1843), British poet, critic. God's Judgment on a Wicked Bishop (l. 17-20). . .
Oxford Book of Narrative Verse, The. Iona Opie...
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