Quote #99
And many more Destructions played In this ghastly masquerade, All disguised, even to the eyes, Like Bishops, lawyers, peers, or spies.
More from Percy Bysshe Shelley
- All were fat; and well they might Be in admirable plight, For one by one, and two by two, He tossed them human hearts to chew.
- Last came Anarchy: he rode On a white horse, splashed with blood; He was pale even to the lips, Like Death in the Apocalypse.
- I met Murder on the way - He had a mask like Castlereagh - Very smooth he looked, yet grim; Seven blood-hounds followed him.
- And he wore a kingly crown; And in his grasp a sceptre shone; On his brow this mark I saw - 'I AM GOD, AND KING, AND LAW!'
- As I lay asleep in Italy There came a voice from over the Sea, And with great power it forth led me To walk in the visions of Poesy.
- And with glorious triumph, they Rode through England proud and gay, Drunk as with intoxication Of the wine of desolation.
- The trumpet of a prophecy! O Wind, If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?
- My father Time is weak and gray With waiting for a better day; See how idiot-like he stands, Fumbling with his palsied hands!