“Avenge, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones
Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold;
Ev'n them who kept thy truth so pure of old
When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones
Forget not.”

—  John Milton

On the Late Massacre in Piedmont (1655)

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English epic poet 1608–1674

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