...Avenge, O Lord ! thy slaughter'd saints, whose bones Lie scatter'd on the Alpine mountains cold; Ev'n them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers worshipp'd stocks and stones. But with all the pains that were taken to annihilate the protestants,...

...On the late massacre in PIEMONT. AVENGE, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scatter 1 d on the Alpine mountains cold; Even them who kept thy...stocks and stones, Forget not: in thy book record then- groans Who were thy sheep, and in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody Piemontese that roll'd...

...PIEMONT. AVSNCE, O Lord, thy slaughter'd saints, whose bones , Lie sratterM on the Alpine mountains cn'd ; Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers wotshipt stocks and stones, Forget not : in thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep, and in...

...O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold ; Ev'n they who kept thy truth so pure of old When all our fathers worshipp'd stocks and stones, Forget not; in thy book record their groans Who were thV sheep, and in...

...AVENGE, O Lord, thy slaughter^ Mints, wlwK bones Lie scatter'd on the Alpine mountains cold ; Ev'n thi-m who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers worshipp'd stocks and stones, forget not : in thy book record their groans 5 Who were thy sheep, and...

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...MILTON DIED. On the late MASSACRE in PUMOST-*. Avenge, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, wbose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold ; .Even them...and stones, Forget not : in thy book record their gruant Who were thy sheep, and in their antient fold Slain by the bloody Piemomese that rolled Mother...

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...AVENGE, O Lord, thy slaughter'd saints, whose bones Lie scatter'd on the Alpine mountains cold ; Ev'n them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers worship'd stocks and stones, Forget not : in thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep, and in...

...cold ; EV'H them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all oar fathers worsbipt stocks and stonei Forget not : in thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep, aud in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody Piemontese that roll'd Mother with infant down the rocks....