Social Commentaries
On Palestine
From Two Bookes of Epigrammes, and Epitaphs (1639), Book II
Social Commentaries
My sighes out-pace my tongue, when I would tell
How this fam'd Region, which did all excell
In pleasant fruits, and typ'd the happyest place,
Is now a Den of Barbarisme, so base,
So stript and ruin'd, that with grapes and graine,
It scarce a flight of Locusts can maintaine.
Ah cursednesse of sinne, that thus to Gall
Turnes milke and honey, and empoysons all.
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Bancroft, Thomas. “On Palestine.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/bancroft/231/.
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Bancroft, Thomas. “On Palestine.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/bancroft/231/.
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