The Complete Poetical Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge - LightNovelsOnl.com
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[40] Ah! whither C. I., 4{o}.
[41] on] o'er C. I., 4{o}, 1797, 1803.
[43] 'twice mortal' mace C. I., 4{o}, 1797, 1803.
[45] The insatiate] That tyrant C. I.] drunken] frenzied C. I.
[Between 51 and 52]
Whose shrieks, whose screams were vain to stir Loud-laughing, red-eyed Ma.s.sacre
C. I., 4{o}, 1797, 1803.
[58] armies] Army C. I., 4{o}, 1797, 1803.
[61] Tyrant-Murderer's] scepter'd Murderer's C. I., 4{o}, 1797, 1803.
[After 61]
When shall sceptred SLAUGHTER cease?
A while he crouch'd, O Victor France!
Beneath the lightning of thy lance; With treacherous dalliance courting PEACE--[163:A]
But soon upstarting from his coward trance The boastful b.l.o.o.d.y Son of Pride betray'd His ancient hatred of the dove-eyed Maid.
A cloud, O Freedom! cross'd thy orb of Light, And sure he deem'd that orb was set in night: For still does MADNESS roam on GUILT'S bleak dizzy height!
C. I.
When shall sceptred, &c.
With treacherous dalliance wooing Peace.
But soon up-springing from his dastard trance The boastful b.l.o.o.d.y Son of Pride betray'd His hatred of the blest and blessing Maid.
One cloud, O Freedom! cross'd thy orb of Light, And sure he deem'd that orb was quench'd in night: For still, &c.
4{o}.
[163:A] To juggle this easily-juggled people into better humour with the supplies (and themselves, perhaps, affrighted by the successes of the French) our Ministry sent an Amba.s.sador to Paris to sue for Peace. The supplies are granted: and in the meantime the Archduke Charles turns the scale of victory on the Rhine, and Buonaparte is checked before Mantua. Straightways our courtly messenger is commanded to _uncurl_ his lips, and propose to the lofty Republic to _restore_ all _its_ conquests, and to suffer England to _retain_ all _hers_ (at least all her _important_ ones), as the only terms of Peace, and the ultimatum of the negotiation!
T?as??e? ??? a?s????t??
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The friends of Freedom in this country are idle. Some are timid; some are selfish; and many the torpedo torch of hopelessness has numbed into inactivity. We would fain hope that (if the above account be accurate--it is only the French account) this dreadful instance of infatuation in our Ministry will rouse them to one effort more; and that at one and the same time in our different great towns the people will be called on to think solemnly, and declare their thoughts fearlessly by every method which the _remnant_ of the Const.i.tution allows. _4{o}_.
IV] Antistrophe I. C. I., 4{o}, 1797, 1803.
[62] no earthly] an awful C. I.
[65] thy . . . gore] there garmented with gore C. I., 4{o}, 1797.
[65-7]
Aye Memory sits: thy vest profan'd with gore.
Thou with an unimaginable groan Gav'st reck'ning of thy Hours!
1803.
[68] ethereal] choired C. I.
[69] Whose purple locks with snow-white glories shone C. I., 4{o}: Whose wreathed locks with snow-white glories shone 1797, 1803.
[70] wild] strange C. I.
V] Antistrophe II. C. I., 4{o}, 1797, 1803.
[74-9]
On every Harp on every Tongue While the mute Enchantment hung: Like Midnight from a thunder-cloud Spake the sudden Spirit loud.
C. I., 4{o}, 1797, 1803.
The sudden Spirit cried aloud.
C. I.
Like Thunder from a Midnight Cloud Spake the sudden Spirit loud
1803.
[83] Arm] G.o.d C. I.
[Between 83 and 84]
By Belgium's corse-impeded flood,[165:A]
By Vendee steaming [streaming C. I.] Brother's blood.
C. I., 4{o}, 1797, 1803.
[165:A] The Rhine. _C. I._, _1797_, _1803_.
[85] And mask'd Hate C. I.
[87] By Hunger's bosom to the bleak winds bar'd C. I.
[89] Strange] Most C. I.
[90] By] And C. I.
