The Old Tongue of the Fishermen
Its spoke no more on boggy field By peasants who live under roofs of thatch Who smoke piped tobacco and drink buttermilk …
Its spoke no more on boggy field By peasants who live under roofs of thatch Who smoke piped tobacco and drink buttermilk …
The Bastille stormed, and those who died On the streets for the cause of freedom… Was it worth it when it was …