English poem
Moral
by Andrew Lang
Such is Philanthropy, my friends, Too often such her plan, She shoots, and stabs, and robs, and flings Bombs, and all sorts of horrid things. Ah, not to serve her private ends, But for the good of Man!
Versos English Andrew Lang Moral
English poem
by Andrew Lang
Such is Philanthropy, my friends, Too often such her plan, She shoots, and stabs, and robs, and flings Bombs, and all sorts of horrid things. Ah, not to serve her private ends, But for the good of Man!