The Traitor's Epitah by George Canning May this dreary abode be for ever unknown, For ever, by virtue, by Pity, untrod; Unbreathed be his name, and unhonor'd his stone; The foe of his country, his monarch, his God. Tags: godShort PoemsRate this poem: Report SPAM Reviews Post review No reviews yet. Report violation Log in or register to post comments