Percy Bysshe Shelley

(1792-1822 / Horsham / England)

Feelings Of A Republican On The Fall Of Bonaparte - Poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley

I hated thee, fallen tyrant! I did groan
To think that a most unambitious slave,
Like thou, shouldst dance and revel on the grave
Of Liberty. Thou mightst have built thy throne
Where it had stood even now: thou didst prefer
A frail and bloody pomp which Time has swept
In fragments towards Oblivion. Massacre,
For this I prayed, would on thy sleep have crept,
Treason and Slavery, Rapine, Fear, and Lust,
And stifled thee, their minister. I know
Too late, since thou and France are in the dust,
That Virtue owns a more eternal foe
Than Force or Fraud: old Custom, legal Crime,
And bloody Faith the foulest birth of Time.


Comments about Feelings Of A Republican On The Fall Of Bonaparte by Percy Bysshe Shelley

  • Subhas Chandra Chakra (9/14/2016 11:58:00 PM)


    That Virtue owns a more eternal foe
    Than Force or Fraud: old Custom, legal Crime,
    And bloody Faith the foulest birth of Time.
    Great work dear poet.
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  • (9/14/2016 11:16:00 AM)


    A great dislike for Nepolean and tyrants like him expressed by a republican who loved liberty over any thing. A great poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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