<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=539841" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Turk In Armenia</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">What profits it, O England, to prevail<br> In camp and mart and council, and bestrew<br> With argosies thy oceans, and renew<br> With tribute levied on each golden gale<br> Thy treasuries, if thou canst hear the wail<br> Of women martyred by the turbaned crew,<br> Whose tenderest mercy was the sword that slew,<br> And lift no hand to wield the purging flail?<br> We deemed of old thou held'st a charge from Him<br> Who watches girdled by his seraphim,<br> To smite the wronger with thy destined rod.<br> Wait'st thou his sign? Enough, the unanswered cry<br> Of virgin souls for vengeance, and on high<br> The gathering blackness of the frown of God!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Watson">William Watson</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=539841" data-title="The Turk In Armenia de William Watson" data-description="What profits it, O England, to prevail In camp and mart and council, and bestrew With argosies thy oceans, and renew With tribute levied on each golden gale Thy treasuries, if thou canst hear the wail Of women martyred by the turbaned crew, ..."></div> </div> </div>

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