Louis MacNeice Quote

Then twangling their bibles with wrath in their nostrils
From Bonehill Fields came Bunyan and Blake:
"Laredo the golden is fallen, is fallen;
Your flame shall not quench nor your thirst shall not slake."


"The Streets of Laredo", line 21


Then twangling their bibles with wrath in their nostrils From Bonehill Fields came Bunyan and Blake: Laredo the golden is fallen, is fallen; Your...

Then twangling their bibles with wrath in their nostrils From Bonehill Fields came Bunyan and Blake: Laredo the golden is fallen, is fallen; Your...

Then twangling their bibles with wrath in their nostrils From Bonehill Fields came Bunyan and Blake: Laredo the golden is fallen, is fallen; Your...

Then twangling their bibles with wrath in their nostrils From Bonehill Fields came Bunyan and Blake: Laredo the golden is fallen, is fallen; Your...