<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=455577" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Written For My Son To His Master, On The Anniversary Of The Battle Of The Boyne.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Is what we owe great William then<br>Forgotten by ungrateful Men?<br>And has His Fame run out its Date,<br>Who snatch'd us from the Brink of Fate?<br>Else, why should Scholars, Sir, I pray,<br>Be Prisners on this glorious Day;<br>When Nassau's Arms, by Heav'n's Decree,<br>Devoted it to Liberty?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mary+Barber">Mary Barber</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=455577" data-title="Written For My Son To His Master, On The Anniversary Of The Battle Of The Boyne. de Mary Barber" data-description="Is what we owe great William then Forgotten by ungrateful Men? And has His Fame run out its Date, Who snatch'd us from the Brink of Fate? Else, why should Scholars, Sir, I pray, Be Prisners on this glorious Day; When Nassau's Arms, by Heav'n's Dec..."></div> </div> </div>

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