English poem
Xxxvii
Why, these are great at City feasts; From City riches mainly rise: ’Tis well to hear them, when the beasts That die for us they eulogize!
Versos English George Meredith Xxxvii
English poem
Why, these are great at City feasts; From City riches mainly rise: ’Tis well to hear them, when the beasts That die for us they eulogize!