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The Rebel Star.
Murder, Rape, Oppression, Famine, Crime, and Madness
Met upon a time in an abandoned star;
And they shrieked aloud in hideous gladness,
“Here we rally, here renew the war!”
And the astral glories shook about them,
Holy flames of love,
One great hostile universe without them,
Round, beneath, above!
Met upon a time in an abandoned star;
And they shrieked aloud in hideous gladness,
“Here we rally, here renew the war!”
And the astral glories shook about them,
Holy flames of love,
One great hostile universe without them,
Round, beneath, above!
But that fulvous star shot long and lurid flashes
Far among the threatening seraph hosts of light,
Palpitating fierce with thunderous crashes,
Wrapt in swart and sulphurous plaits of night.
A hot globe of fiery copper metal
They behold suspire,
Shedding scurf of many a molten petal,
Shreds of venomous fire.
Far among the threatening seraph hosts of light,
Palpitating fierce with thunderous crashes,
Wrapt in swart and sulphurous plaits of night.
A hot globe of fiery copper metal
They behold suspire,
Shedding scurf of many a molten petal,
Shreds of venomous fire.
And the demons swathed in foggy smoke of battle
Hold their volleying citadel and laugh aloud,
As they hear the sudden thunders rattle,
As they snuff the sulphur of the cloud.—
As a plague-ship by the brine-blast driven
Breaks the white wave curled,
So a hell amid surrounding heaven
Burns our thundering world.
Hold their volleying citadel and laugh aloud,
As they hear the sudden thunders rattle,
As they snuff the sulphur of the cloud.—
As a plague-ship by the brine-blast driven
Breaks the white wave curled,
So a hell amid surrounding heaven
Burns our thundering world.
Aug. 25th, 1885.
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