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...up, in the name of England, by her immortal poet, to the Lord Almighty, on behalf of the Vaudois: 1 Avenge, О Lord, thy slaughter'd saints, whose bones Lie scatter'd on the Alpine mountains cold: — Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old. When all our fathers worshipp'd stocks and stones,...

...Avenge, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold, Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones, Forget not; in thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep and in...

..."antient Fold" more acutely because they had demonstrated their constancy over many centuries ("Ev'n them who kept thy truth so pure of old / When all our Fathers worship't Stocks and Stones"). For Milton and European Protestants the "Piemontese Easter" presented...

...Avenge O Lord thy slaughter' d Saints, whose bones Lie scatter' d on the Alpine mountains cold, Ev'n them who kept thy truth so pure of old When all our Fathers worship' t Stocks and Stones, Forget not: in thy look record their groanes Who were Ay Sheep and in...

...Avenge O Lord thy slaughter'd saints, whose bones Lie scattcr'd on the Alpine mountains cold, Ev'n them who kept thy truth so pure of old When all our fathers worship't stocks and stones. Forget not: in thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep and in...

...Avenge, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold, Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones, Forget not; in thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep, and in...

...Avenge, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold, Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old When all our fathers worshiped stock and stones. . . . Perhaps in the interest of fairness, also, the basis of comparison should be...

...Avenge O Lord thy slaughtered Saints, whose bones Lie scatter'd on the Alpine mountains cold, Ev'n them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our Fathers worship't stocks & stones, Forget not: in thy book record their groanes Who were thy Sheep, and in...

...Avenge, O Lord, Thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold — Even them who kept Thy truth so pure of old When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones, Forget not! In Thy book record their groans, Who were Thy sheep, and...