Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ELEGY IN NEWGATE, by WILLIAM COBBETT First Line: The curfew tolls the hour of locking up Last Line: And leaves the cell to treason and to me. Subject(s): Cobbett, William (1763-1835); Prisons & Prisoners; Convicts | ||||||||
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