English poem
Viii
Could God's rods bruise God's Jews? Their jowls Bobbed, sobbed, gaped, aped the plaice in face: None heard, 'tis odds, his--God's--folk's howls. Now, how must I apply, to try This hookiest-beaked of owls?
Versos English Algernon Charles Swinburne Viii
English poem
Could God's rods bruise God's Jews? Their jowls Bobbed, sobbed, gaped, aped the plaice in face: None heard, 'tis odds, his--God's--folk's howls. Now, how must I apply, to try This hookiest-beaked of owls?