James McIntyre

(25 May 1828 – 31 March 1906 / Forres, Scotland)

Indian Mutiniy


British infants who were nobly born
Were from their bleeding mother's bosom torn
And with the bayonet dashed upon the street
There left to lie for native dogs to eat.

But the British Lion he soon o'erthrew
Both the high and the low Hindoo ;
Now they respect the Christian laws
For fear of British Lion's paws.

Submitted: Friday, May 04, 2012
Edited: Friday, May 04, 2012

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