They saw their injured country's woe.
Philip Freneau
They saw their injured ...
Quotes from the same author
If nothing once, you nothing lose,
For when you die you are the same;
The space between is but an hour,
The frail duration of a flower.
Philip Freneau
They saw their injured country's woe;
The flaming town, the wasted field;
Then rushed to meet the insulting foe;
They took the spear, - but left the shield.
Philip Freneau
