CZAR LOUIS XVL ADS IT OUBlf ! Pease on his lying lips, and on hia hands Blood, smiled nnd cowered the tyrant, seeing afar His bondslaves perish nnd acclaim their Cur. Now, sheltered scarce by Murder’s loyal bauds. Clothed on with slaughters, naked else, ho stands ; He flies and stands not. Now the bloodred star That marks the face of midnight as a scar. Tyranny, trembles on the brow it brands. And shudders towards tho pit where deathless death Leaves no life more for liars and slayers to live. Fly, coward, and cower, while time is thine to fly : Cherish awhile thy terror-shortened breath. Not as thy grandsire died, If Justice give Judgment, but slain by Judgment thou shall die. ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE. January 2 4 th, 1005. In ths “ PaU Mall Gaietto.*,
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New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXXIV, Issue 11, 18 March 1905, Page 23
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132Page 23 Advertisements Column 1 New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXXIV, Issue 11, 18 March 1905, Page 23
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