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...streams. Sonnet 15 On the Late Massacre in Piedmoot Avenge O Lord thy slaughtered saints, whose bones0 Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold, Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old When ,ill our fathers worshipped stocks and stones,0 Forget not: in thy book record their groans0 Who...

...in the 1650s inspired John Milton's poem, 'On the Late Massacre in Piedmont', which begins 'Avenge O Lord thy slaughtered saints, whose bones lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold . . .'. '"' He belonged to the family Durfort, co-seigneurs of Saverdun. See Duvernoy, p. 49 n. 8,...

...? In contrast, his sonnet 'On the late Massacre in Piedmont' thunders an imperious anger: Avenge O Lord thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the alpine mountains cold. While Sonnet XX, on his own blindness ("When I consider how my light is spent..."), works through to...

...their haughty enemies, we join our voices in the great martyr cry with the bard of Paradise: Avenge, O Lord, Thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold; Even those who kept Thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers worshiped stocks and stones, Forget not:...

...the victims in the opening lines of his sonnet "Of the Late Massacre in Piedmont," writing: Avenge, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold, 1'Acn them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When our fathers worshipped stocks and stones. While...

...Waldenses led John Milton to write his famous sonnet, "On the Late Massacre in Piedmont." Avenge, O Lord, Thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold, Ev'n them who kept Thy truth so pure of old When all our fathers worshiped stocks and stones. Forget...

...(London and Harlow, 1980), 411-12. Avenge, O Lord thy slaughter'd saints, whose bones Lie scatter'd on the Alpine mountains cold; Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers worship'd stocks and stones, Forget not: in thy book record their groans Who were...