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Lines Written During the Castlereagh Administration

Percy Bysshe Shelley·1792–1822
Lines:25Movement:Romanticism
Corpses are cold in the tomb;Stones on the pavement are dumb;Abortions are dead in the womb,And their mothers look pale--like the death-white shoreOf Albion, free no more. Her sons are as stones in the way--They are masses of senseless clay--They are trodden, and move not away,--The abortion with which SHE travailethIs Liberty, smitten to death. Then trample and dance, thou Oppressor!For thy victim is no redresser;Thou art sole lord and possessorOf her corpses, and clods, and abortions--they paveThy path to the grave. Hearest thou the festival dinOf Death, and Destruction, and Sin,And Wealth crying "Havoc!" within?'Tis the bacchanal triumph that makes Truth dumb,Thine Epithalamium. Ay, marry thy ghastly wife!Let Fear and Disquiet and StrifeSpread thy couch in the chamber of Life!Marry Ruin, thou Tyrant! and Hell be thy guideTo the bed of the bride!