English poem
Written at Venlo During the Late War: on a Beautiful Child Being Killed by the Fall of a Stone from the…
by Anonymous
One summer's day, invited by the shade, As near a time-shook tower an infant play'd, From the high summit, whence a pigeon fled, A sever'd fragment crush'd his blameless head. Ye ruthless hosts, whose desolating skill Makes lightnings slash, and mimic thunders kill; Destructive engines need your rage employ, When time can temples, doves can life destroy?
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