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Fire, Famine, and Slaughter[;] A War Eclogue
- 1The Scene a desolated Tract in La Vendée. FAMINE is
discovered lying
- 2on the ground; to her enter FIRE and SLAUGHTER.
- 3Fam. Sisters! sisters! who sent you here?
- 4Slau. [to Fire]. I will whisper it in her ear.
- 5Fire. No! no! no!
- 6Spirits hear what spirits tell:
- 7'Twill make a holiday in Hell.
- 8No! no! no!
- 9Myself, I named him once below,
- 10And all the souls, that damnéd be.
- 11Leaped up at once in anarchy,
- 12Clapped their hands and danced for glee.
- 13They no longer heeded me;
- 14But laughed to hear Hell's burning rafters
- 15Unwillingly re-echo laughters!
- 16No! no! no!
- 17Spirits hear what spirits tell:
- 18'Twill make a holiday in Hell!
- 19Fam. Whisper it, sister! so and so!
- 20In a dark hint, soft and slow.
- 21Slau. Letters four do form his name--
- 22And who sent you?
- 23Both. The same! the same!
- 24Slau. He came by stealth, and unlocked my den,
- 25And I have drunk the blood since then
- 26Of thrice three hundred thousand men.
- 27Both. Who bade you do 't?
- 28Slau. The same! the same!
- 29Letters four do form his name.
- 30He let me loose, and cried Halloo!
- 31To him alone the praise is due.
- 32Fam. Thanks, sister, thanks! the men have bled,
- 33Their wives and their children faint for bread.
- 34I stood in a swampy field of battle;
- 35With bones and skulls I made a rattle,
- 36To frighten the wolf and carrion-crow
- 37And the homeless dog--but they would not go.
- 38So off I flew: for how could I bear
- 39To see them gorge their dainty fare?
- 40I heard a groan and a peevish squall,
- 41And through the chink of a cottage-wall--
- 42Can you guess what I saw there?
- 43Both. Whisper it, sister! in our ear.
- 44Fam. A baby beat its dying mother:
- 45I had starved the one and was starving the other!
- 46Both. Who bade you do 't?
- 47Fam. The same! the same!
- 48Letters four do form his name.
- 49He let me loose, and cried, Halloo!
- 50To him alone the praise is due.
- 51Fire. Sisters! I from Ireland came!
- 52Hedge and corn-fields all on flame,
- 53I triumph'd o'er the setting sun!
- 54And all the while the work was done,
- 55On as I strode with my huge strides,
- 56I flung back my head and I held my sides,
- 57It was so rare a piece of fun
- 58To see the sweltered cattle run
- 59With uncouth gallop through the night,
- 60Scared by the red and noisy light!
- 61By the light of his own blazing cot
- 62Was many a naked Rebel shot:
- 63The house-stream met the flame and hissed,
- 64While crash! fell in the roof, I wist,
- 65On some of those old bed-rid nurses,
- 66That deal in discontent and curses.
- 67Both. Who bade you do't?
- 68Fire. The same! the same!
- 69Letters four do form his name.
- 70He let me loose, and cried Halloo!
- 71To him alone the praise is due.
- 72All. He let us loose, and cried Halloo!
- 73How shall we yield him honour due?
- 74Fam. Wisdom comes with lack of food.
- 75I'll gnaw, I'll gnaw the multitude,
- 76Till the cup of rage o'erbrim:
- 77They shall seize him and his brood--
- 78Slau. They shall tear him limb from limb!
- 79Fire. O thankless beldames and untrue!
- 80And is this all that you can do
- 81For him, who did so much for you?
- 82Ninety months he, by my troth!
- 83Hath richly catered for you both;
- 84And in an hour would you repay
- 85An eight years' work?--Away! away!
- 86I alone am faithful! I
- 87Cling to him everlastingly.