Indian Mutiny

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Title:     Indian Mutiny
Author: James McIntyre [More Titles by McIntyre]

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 quick o'erthrew,
Both the high and the low Hindoo,
Now they respect the Christian laws
For fear of British Lion's paws.

[The end]
James McIntyre's poem: Indian Mutiny

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