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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>March Of The Monks Of Bangor</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">When the heathen trumpet's clang <br>Round beleaguer'd Chester rang, <br>Veiled nun and friar grey <br>March'd from Bangor's fair Abbaye; <br>High their holy anthem sounds, <br>Cestria's vale the hymn rebounds, <br>Floating down the silvan Dee, <br>O miserere, Domine!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">On the long procession goes, <br>Glory round their crosses glows, <br>And the Virgin-mother mild <br>In their peaceful banner smiled; <br>Who could think such saintly band <br>Doom'd to feel unhallow'd hand? <br>Such was the Divine decree, <br>O miserere, Domine!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Bands that masses only sung, <br>Hands that censers only swung, <br>Met the northern bow and bill, <br>Heard the war-cry wild and shrill: <br>Woe to Brockmael's feeble hand <br>Woe to Olfrid's bloody brand, <br>Woe to Saxon cruelty, <br>O miserere, Domine!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Weltering amid warriors slain, <br>Spurn'd by steeds with bloody mane, <br>Slaughter'd down by heathen blade, <br>Bangor's peaceful monks are laid: <br>Word of parting rest unspoke, <br>Mass unsung, and bread unbroke; <br>For their souls for charity, <br>O miserere, Domine!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Bangor! o'er the murder wail! <br>Long thy ruins told the tale, <br>Shatter'd towers and broken arch <br>Long recall'd the woeful march: <br>On thy shrine no tapers burn, <br>Never shall thy priests return; <br>The pilgrim sighs and sings for thee, <br>O miserere, Domine!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Sir+Walter+Scott">Sir Walter Scott</a></strong></div>

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