Of Irish, English Men
The Horrid Oaths and Murthers late,
Thus say these Indians then,
We weare no Cloaths, have many Gods,
And yet our sinnes are lesse.
You are Barbarians, Pagans wild,
Your land’s the wildernesse.
Of Irish, English Men
The Horrid Oaths and Murthers late,
Thus say these Indians then,
We weare no Cloaths, have many Gods,
And yet our sinnes are lesse.
You are Barbarians, Pagans wild,
Your land’s the wildernesse.