 Ran till he stopp'd at Vin'gar Yard. The burning badge his shoulder bore, The belt and oil-skin hat he wore, The cane he had, his men to bang, Show'd foreman of the British gang. His name was Higginbottom ; now 'Tis meet that I should tell you how The...  The Quarterly Review (london) - Страница 179по Anonymous - 1813 - 300 странициПълен достъп - Информация за книгата
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