Child Rowland to the dark tower came, His word was still, Fie, foh, and fum, I smell the blood of a British man.


King Lear, III, iv, 185


Child Rowland to the dark tower came, His word was still, Fie, foh, and fum, I smell the blood of a British man.

Child Rowland to the dark tower came, His word was still, Fie, foh, and fum, I smell the blood of a British man.

Child Rowland to the dark tower came, His word was still, Fie, foh, and fum, I smell the blood of a British man.

Child Rowland to the dark tower came, His word was still, Fie, foh, and fum, I smell the blood of a British man.