"Yet, though their 'souls the iron enter'd,' moans / From captive kings were not enough to sate / Barbaric vengeance"
— Polwhele, Richard (1760-1838); Moschus
Date
1836
Metaphor
"Yet, though their 'souls the iron enter'd,' moans / From captive kings were not enough to sate / Barbaric vengeance"
Metaphor in Context
Yet, though their 'souls the iron enter'd,' moans
From captive kings were not enough to sate
Barbaric vengeance. Stain'd the pavement-stones
E'en with the blood of sucklings,--early, late,
At midday, at midnight, could nought abate
The sabre-fury! Thrice the sun arose,
And setting saw the ruthless work of Fate!--
The dying shrieks that scared the evening-close,
Play'd round the Sultan's ear, and lull'd him to repose.
From captive kings were not enough to sate
Barbaric vengeance. Stain'd the pavement-stones
E'en with the blood of sucklings,--early, late,
At midday, at midnight, could nought abate
The sabre-fury! Thrice the sun arose,
And setting saw the ruthless work of Fate!--
The dying shrieks that scared the evening-close,
Play'd round the Sultan's ear, and lull'd him to repose.
Categories
Provenance
Searching "soul" and "iron" in HDIS (Poetry)
Date of Entry
06/08/2005
