IO mother, you would sorrow, if you looked upon me here ; For my neck is bound with chains, and I live in grief and fear, Like a traitor by my brethren sold, like a captive to the spear. "They have sold me! they have sold me ! though I never did them...
History of Spanish literature - Stran 90
avtor: George Ticknor - 1849
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