Oedipus Tyrannus Or Swellfoot The Tyrant. A Tragedy In Two Acts Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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DRAMATIS PERSONAEA
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TYRANT SWELLFOOT KING OF THEBESB
IONA TAURINA HIS QUEENC
MAMMON ARCH PRIEST OF FAMINED
PURGANAX DAKRY LAOCTONOS WIZARDS MINISTERS OF SWELLFOOTE
THE GADFLYF
THE LEECHG
THE RATE
MOSES THE SOW GELDERH
SOLOMON THE PORKMAND
ZEPHANIAH PIG BUTCHERH
THE MINOTAURH
CHORUS OF THE SWINISH MULTITUDEE
GUARDS ATTENDANTS PRIESTS ETC ETCI
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SCENE THEBESB
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ACTE
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SCENE A MAGNIFICENT TEMPLE BUILT OF THIGH BONES ANDE
DEATH'S HEADS AND TILED WITH SCALPS OVER THE ALTAR THE STATUE OFJ
FAMINE VEILED A NUMBER OF BOARS SOWS AND SUCKING PIGS CROWNEDE
WITH THISTLE SHAMROCK AND OAK SITTING ON THE STEPS AND CLINGINGK
ROUND THE ALTAR OF THE TEMPLEL
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ENTER SWELLFOOT IN HIS ROYAL ROBES WITHOUT PERCEIVING THE PIGSM
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SWELLFOOTE
Thou supreme Goddess by whose power divineD
These graceful limbs are clothed in proud arrayH
HE CONTEMPLATES HIMSELF WITH SATISFACTIOND
Of gold and purple and this kingly paunchG
Swells like a sail before a favouring breezeN
And these most sacred nether promontoriesN
Lie satisfied with layers of fat and theseN
Boeotian cheeks like Egypt's pyramidE
Nor with less toil were their foundations laidE
Sustain the cone of my untroubled brainD
That point the emblem of a pointless nothingK
Thou to whom Kings and laurelled EmperorsN
Radical butchers Paper money millersN
Bishops and Deacons and the entire armyO
Of those fat martyrs to the persecutionD
Of stifling turtle soup and brandy devilsN
Offer their secret vows Thou plenteous CeresN
Of their Eleusis hailP
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NOTEE
See Universal History for an account of the number of people whoQ
died and the immense consumption of garlic by the wretched EgyptiansN
who made a sepulchre for the name as well as the bodies of theirH
tyrants SHELLEY'S NOTEE
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SWINED
Eigh eigh eigh eighJ
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SWELLFOOTE
Ha what are yeO
Who crowned with leaves devoted to the FuriesN
Cling round this sacred shrineD
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SWINED
Aigh aigh aighJ
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SWELLFOOTE
What ye that areH
The very beasts that offered at her altarH
With blood and groans salt cake and fat and inwardsN
Ever propitiate her reluctant willR
When taxes are withheldE
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SWINED
Ugh ugh ughJ
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SWELLFOOTE
What ye who grubS
With filthy snouts my red potatoes upT
In Allan's rushy bog Who eat the oatsN
Up from my cavalry in the HebridesN
Who swill the hog wash soup my cooks digestE
From bones and rags and scraps of shoe leatherH
Which should be given to cleaner Pigs than youQ
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SWINE SEMICHORUSN
The same alas the sameU
Though only now the nameU
Of Pig remains to meO
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SEMICHORUSN
If 'twere your kingly willR
Us wretched Swine to killR
What should we yield to theeO
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SWELLFOOTE
Why skin and bones and some few hairs for mortarH
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CHORUS OF SWINED
I have heard your Laureate singK
That pity was a royal thingK
Under your mighty ancestors we PigsN
Were bless'd as nightingales on myrtle sprigsN
Or grasshoppers that live on noonday dewE
And sung old annals tell as sweetly tooE
But now our sties are fallen in we catchG
The murrain and the mange the scab and itchG
Sometimes your royal dogs tear down our thatchG
And then we seek the shelter of a ditchG
Hog wash or grains or ruta baga noneD
Has yet been ours since your reign begunD
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FIRST SOWN
My Pigs 'tis in vain to tugJ
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SECOND SOWN
I could almost eat my litterH
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FIRST PIGV
I suck but no milk will come from the dugJ
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SECOND PIGV
Our skin and our bones would be bitterH
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THE BOARSN
We fight for this rag of greasy rugJ
Though a trough of wash would be fitterH
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SEMICHORUSN
Happier Swine were they than weO
Drowned in the Gadarean seaO
I wish that pity would drive out the devilsN
Which in your royal bosom hold their revelsN
And sink us in the waves of thy compassionD
Alas the Pigs are an unhappy nationD
Now if your Majesty would have our bristlesN
To bind your mortar with or fill our colonsN
With rich blood or make brawn out of our gristlesN
In policy ask else your royal SolonsN
You ought to give us hog wash and clean strawH
And sties well thatched besides it is the lawH
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NOTEE
thy edition your editionD
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SWELLFOOTE
This is sedition and rank blasphemyO
Ho there my guardsN
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ENTER A GUARDE
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GUARDE
Your sacred MajestyO
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SWELLFOOTO
Call in the Jews Solomon the court porkmanD
Moses the sow gelder and ZephaniahD
The hog butcherH
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GUARDO
They are in waiting SireH
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ENTER SOLOMON MOSES AND ZEPHANIAHD
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SWELLFOOTO
Out with your knife old Moses and spay those SowsN
THE PIGS RUN ABOUT IN CONSTERNATIOND
That load the earth with Pigs cut close and deepW
Moral restraint I see has no effectO
Nor prostitution nor our own exampleL
Starvation typhus fever war nor prisonD
This was the art which the arch priest of FamineD
Hinted at in his charge to the Theban clergyO
Cut close and deep good MosesN
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MOSESN
Let your MajestyO
Keep the Boars quiet elseN
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SWELLFOOTO
Zephaniah cutO
That fat Hog's throat the brute seems overfedO
Seditious hunks to whine for want of grainsN
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ZEPHANIAHD
Your sacred Majesty he has the dropsyO
We shall find pints of hydatids in 's liverH
He has not half an inch of wholesome fatO
Upon his carious ribsN
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SWELLFOOTO
'Tis all the sameU
He'll serve instead of riot money whenD
Our murmuring troops bivouac in Thebes' streetsN
And January winds after a dayO
Of butchering will make them relish carrionD
Now Solomon I'll sell you in a lumpX
The whole kit of themY
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SOLOMOND
Why your MajestyO
I could not giveJ
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SWELLFOOTO
Kill them out of the wayO
That shall be price enough and let me hearH
Their everlasting grunts and whines no moreH
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EXEUNT DRIVING IN THE SWINED
ENTER MAMM N THE ARCH PRIESTO
AND PURGANAX CHIEF OF THE COUNCIL OF WIZARDSN
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PURGANAXN
The future looks as black as death a cloudO
Dark as the frown of Hell hangs over itO
The troops grow mutinous the revenue failsN
There's something rotten in us for the levelL
Of the State slopes its very bases toppleL
The boldest turn their backs upon themselvesN
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MAMMOND
Why what's the matter my dear fellow nowD
Do the troops mutiny decimate some regimentsN
Does money fail come to my mint coin paperH
Till gold be at a discount and ashamedO
To show his bilious face go purge himselfJ
In emulation of her vestal whitenessN
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PURGANAXN
Oh would that this were all The oracleL
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MAMMOND
Why it was I who spoke that oracleL
And whether I was dead drunk or inspiredO
I cannot well remember nor in truthZ
The oracle itselfJ
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PURGANAXN
The words went thusN
'Boeotia choose reform or civil warH
When through the streets instead of hare with dogsN
A Consort Queen shall hunt a King with HogsN
Riding on the Ionian Minotaur '-
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MAMMOND
Now if the oracle had ne'er foretoldO
This sad alternative it must arriveJ
Or not and so it must now that it hasN
And whether I was urged by grace divineD
Or Lesbian liquor to declare these wordsN
Which must as all words must he false or trueE
It matters not for the same Power made allA2
Oracle wine and me and you or noneD
'Tis the same thing If you knew as muchG
Of oracles as I doE
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PURGANAXN
You arch priestsN
Believe in nothing if you were to dreamB2
Of a particular number in the LotteryO
You would not buy the ticketO
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MAMMOND
Yet our ticketsN
Are seldom blanks But what steps have you takenD
For prophecies when once they get abroadO
Like liars who tell the truth to serve their endsN
Or hypocrites who from assuming virtueE
Do the same actions that the virtuous doE
Contrive their own fulfilment This IonaD
Well you know what the chaste Pasiphae didO
Wife to that most religious King of CreteO
And still how popular the tale is hereH
And these dull Swine of Thebes boast their descentO
From the free Minotaur You know they stillR
Call themselves Bulls though thus degenerateO
And everything relating to a BullC2
Is popular and respectable in ThebesN
Their arms are seven Bulls in a field gulesN
They think their strength consists in eating beefJ
Now there were danger in the precedentO
If Queen IonaD
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NOTESN
the edition thy cj FormanD
cf Motto below Title and II i ticket editionD
ticket editionD
their own Mrs Shelley later editionsN
their editions andO
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PURGANAXN
I have taken good careH
That shall not be I struck the crust o' the earthD2
With this enchanted rod and Hell lay bareH
And from a cavern full of ugly shapesN
I chose a LEECH a GADFLY and a RATO
The Gadfly was the same which Juno sentO
To agitate Io and which Ezekiel mentionsN
That the Lord whistled for out of the mountainsN
Of utmost Aethiopia to tormentO
Mesopotamian Babylon The beastO
Has a loud trumpet like the scarabeeS
His crooked tail is barbed with many stingsN
Each able to make a thousand wounds and eachG
Immedicable from his convex eyesN
He sees fair things in many hideous shapesN
And trumpets all his falsehood to the worldO
Like other beetles he is fed on dungE2
He has eleven feet with which he crawlsN
Trailing a blistering slime and this foul beastO
Has tracked Iona from the Theban limitsN
From isle to isle from city unto cityO
Urging her flight from the far ChersoneseN
To fabulous Solyma and the Aetnean IsleF2
Ortygia Melite and Calypso's RockG2
And the swart tribes of Garamant and FezN
Aeolia and Elysium and thy shoresN
Parthenope which now alas are freeO
And through the fortunate Saturnian landO
Into the darkness of the WestO
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NOTESN
Io The Promethetes Bound of Aeschylus SHELLEY'S NOTEO
Ezekiel And the Lord whistled for the gadfly out of AethiopiaX
and for the bee of Egypt etc EZEKIEL SHELLEY'S NOTEO
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MAMMOND
But ifJ
This Gadfly should drive Iona hitherH
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PURGANAXN
Gods what an IF but there is my gray RATO
So thin with want he can crawl in and outO
Of any narrow chink and filthy holeH2
And he shall creep into her dressing roomI2
AndO
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MAMMOND
My dear friend where are your wits as ifJ
She does not always toast a piece of cheeseN
And bait the trap and rats when lean enoughJ
To crawl through SUCH chinksN
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PURGANAXN
But my LEECH a leechG
Fit to suck blood with lubricous round ringsN
Capaciously expatiative which makeJ2
His little body like a red balloonD
As full of blood as that of hydrogenD
Sucked from men's hearts insatiably he sucksN
And clings and pulls a horse leech whose deep mawH
The plethoric King Swellfoot could not fillR
And who till full will cling for everH
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MAMMOND
ThisN
For Queen Jona would suffice and lessN
But 'tis the Swinish multitude I fearH
And in that fear I haveJ
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PURGANAXN
Done whatO
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MAMMOND
DisinheritedO
My eldest son Chrysaor because heO
Attended public meetings and would alwaysN
Stand prating there of commerce public faithK2
Economy and unadulterate coinD
And other topics ultra radicalL
And have entailed my estate called the Fool's ParadiseN
And funds in fairy money bonds and billsN
Upon my accomplished daughter BanknotinaD
And married her to the gallowsN
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NOTEO
'If one should marry a gallows and beget young gibbets I neverH
saw one so prone CYMBELINE SHELLEY'S NOTEO
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PURGANAXN
A good matchG
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MAMMOND
A high connexion Purganax The bridegroomI2
Is of a very ancient familyO
Of Hounslow Heath Tyburn and the New DropX
And has great influence in both Houses ohL2
He makes the fondest husband nay TOO fondO
New married people should not kiss in publicM2
But the poor souls love one another soL2
And then my little grandchildren the gibbetsL2
Promising children as you ever sawL2
The young playing at hanging the elder learningK
How to hold radicals They are well taught tooO
For every gibbet says its catechismN2
And reads a select chapter in the BibleL
Before it goes to playO
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A MOST TREMENDOUS HUMMING IS HEARDO
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PURGANAXL2
Ha what do I hearH
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ENTER THE GADFLYF
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MAMMOND
Your Gadfly as it seems is tired of gaddingK
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GADFLYF
Hum hum humN2
From the lakes of the Alps and the cold gray scalpsL2
Of the mountains I comeN2
Hum hum humN2
From Morocco and Fez and the high palacesL2
Of golden ByzantiumN2
From the temples divine of old PalestineD
From Athens and RomeO2
With a ha and a humN2
I come I comeN2
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All inn doors and windowsL2
Were open to meO
I saw all that sin doesL2
Which lamps hardly seeO
That burn in the night by the curtained bedO
The impudent lamps for they blushed not redO
Dinging and singingK
From slumber I rung herH
Loud as the clank of an ironmongerH
Hum hum humN2
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Far far farH
With the trump of my lips and the sting at my hipsL2
I drove her afarH
Far far farH
From city to city abandoned of pityO
A ship without needle or starH
Homeless she passed like a cloud on the blastO
Seeking peace finding warH
She is here in her carH
From afar and afarH
Hum humN2
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I have stung her and wrung herH
The venom is workingK
And if you had hung herH
With canting and quirkingK
She could not be deader than she will be soonD
I have driven her close to you under the moonD
Night and day hum hum haP2
I have hummed her and drummed herH
From place to place till at last I have dumbed herH
Hum hum humN2
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NOTEO
Edd have no stage direction after this lineD
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ENTER THE LEECH AND THE RATO
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LEECHG
I will suckK
Blood or muckK
The disease of the state is a plethoryH
Who so fit to reduce it as IF
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RATO
I'll slily seize andO
Let blood from her weasandO
Creeping through crevice and chink and crannyO
With my snaky tail and my sides so scrannyO
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PURGANAXL2
Aroint ye thou unprofitable wormQ2
TO THE LEECHG
And thou dull beetle get thee back to hellR2
TO THE GADFLYF
To sting the ghosts of Babylonian kingsL2
And the ox headed IoL2
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SWINE WITHINO
Ugh ugh ughJ
Hail Iona the divineO
We will be no longer SwineO
But Bulls with horns and dewlapsL2
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RATO
ForH
You know my lord the MinotaurH
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PURGANAX FIERCELYO
Be silent get to hell or I will callA2
The cat out of the kitchen Well Lord MammonO
This is a pretty businessL2
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EXIT THE RATO
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MAMMONO
I will goL2
And spell some scheme to make it ugly thenO
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EXITO
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ENTER SWELLFOOTO
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SWELLFOOTO
She is returned Taurina is in ThebesL2
When Swellfoot wishes that she were in hellR2
Oh Hymen clothed in yellow jealousyO
And waving o'er the couch of wedded kingsL2
The torch of Discord with its fiery hairH
This is thy work thou patron saint of queensL2
Swellfoot is wived though parted by the seaO
The very name of wife had conjugal rightsL2
Her cursed image ate drank slept with meO
And in the arms of Adiposa oftO
Her memory has received a husband'sL2
A LOUD TUMULT AND CRIES OF 'IONA FOR EVER NO SWELLFOOT '-
HarkK
How the Swine cry Iona TaurinaO
I suffer the real presence PurganaxL2
Off with her headO
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PURGANAXL2
But I must first impanelL
A jury of the PigsL2
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SWELLFOOTO
Pack them thenO
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PURGANAXL2
Or fattening some few in two separate stiesL2
And giving them clean straw tying some bitsL2
Of ribbon round their legs giving their SowsL2
Some tawdry lace and bits of lustre glassL2
And their young Boars white and red rags and tailsL2
Of cows and jay feathers and sticking cauliflowersL2
Between the ears of the old ones and whenO
They are persuaded that by the inherent virtueO
Of these things they are all imperial PigsL2
Good Lord they'd rip each other's bellies upX
Not to say help us in destroying herH
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SWELLFOOTO
This plan might be tried too where's General LaoctonosL2
ENTER LAOCTONOS AND DAKRYH
It is my royal pleasureH
That you Lord General bring the head and bodyO
If separate it would please me better hitherH
Of Queen IonaO
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LAOCTONOSL2
That pleasure I well knewO
And made a charge with those battalions boldO
Called from their dress and grin the royal apesL2
Upon the Swine who in a hollow squareH
Enclosed her and received the first attackK
Like so many rhinoceroses and thenO
Retreating in good order with bare tusksL2
And wrinkled snouts presented to the foeL2
Bore her in triumph to the public styO
What is still worse some Sows upon the groundO
Have given the ape guards apples nuts and ginO
And they all whisk their tails aloft and cryO
'Long live Iona down with Swellfoot '-
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PURGANAXL2
HarkK
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THE SWINE WITHOUTO
Long live Iona down with SwellfootO
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DAKRYO
IO
Went to the garret of the swineherd's towerO
Which overlooks the sty and made a longK
Harangue all words to the assembled SwineO
Of delicacy mercy judgement lawL2
Morals and precedents and purityO
Adultery destitution and divorceL2
Piety faith and state necessityO
And how I loved the Queen and then I weptO
With the pathos of my own eloquenceL2
And every tear turned to a mill stone whichG
Brained many a gaping Pig and there was madeO
A slough of blood and brains upon the placeL2
Greased with the pounded bacon round and roundO
The mill stones rolled ploughing the pavement upX
And hurling Sucking Pigs into the airO
With dust and stonesL2
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ENTER MAMMONO
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MAMMONO
I wonder that gray wizardsL2
Like you should be so beardless in their schemesL2
It had been but a point of policyO
To keep Iona and the Swine apartO
Divide and rule but ye have made a junctionO
Between two parties who will govern youO
But for my art Behold this BAG it isL2
The poison BAG of that Green Spider hugeS2
On which our spies skulked in ovation throughO
The streets of Thebes when they were paved with deadO
A bane so much the deadlier fills it nowO
As calumny is worse than death for hereO
The Gadfly's venom fifty times distilledO
Is mingled with the vomit of the LeechG
In due proportion and black ratsbane whichG
That very Rat who like the Pontic tyrantO
Nurtures himself on poison dare not touchG
All is sealed up with the broad seal of FraudO
Who is the Devil's Lord High ChancellorO
And over it the Primate of all HellR2
Murmured this pious baptism 'Be thou calledO
The GREEN BAG and this power and grace be thineO
That thy contents on whomsoever pouredO
Turn innocence to guilt and gentlest looksL2
To savage foul and fierce deformityO
Let all baptized by thy infernal dewO
Be called adulterer drunkard liar wretchG
No name left out which orthodoxy lovesL2
Court Journal or legitimate ReviewO
Be they called tyrant beast fool glutton loverO
Of other wives and husbands than their ownO
The heaviest sin on this side of the AlpsL2
Wither they to a ghastly caricatureO
Of what was human let not man or beastO
Behold their face with unaverted eyesL2
Or hear their names with ears that tingle notO
With blood of indignation rage and shame '-
This is a perilous liquor good my LordsL2
SWELLFOOT APPROACHES TO TOUCH THE GREEN BAGK
Beware for God's sake beware if you should breakK
The seal and touch the fatal liquorO
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NOTEO
or edition nor editionO
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PURGANAXL2
ThereO
Give it to me I have been used to handleL
All sorts of poisons His dread MajestyO
Only desires to see the colour of itO
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MAMMONO
Now with a little common sense my LordsL2
Only undoing all that has been doneO
Yet so as it may seem we but confirm itO
Our victory is assured We must enticeL2
Her Majesty from the sty and make the PigsL2
Believe that the contents of the GREEN BAGK
Are the true test of guilt or innocenceL2
And that if she be guilty 'twill transform herO
To manifest deformity like guiltO
If innocent she will become transfiguredO
Into an angel such as they say she isL2
And they will see her flying through the airO
So bright that she will dim the noonday sunO
Showering down blessings in the shape of comfitsL2
This trust a priest is just the sort of thingK
Swine will believe I'll wager you will see themY
Climbing upon the thatch of their low stiesL2
With pieces of smoked glass to watch her sailP
Among the clouds and some will hold the flapsL2
Of one another's ears between their teethT2
To catch the coming hail of comfits inO
You Purganax who have the gift o' the gabS
Make them a solemn speech to this effectO
I go to put in readiness the feastO
Kept to the honour of our goddess FamineO
Where for more glory let the ceremonyO
Take place of the uglification of the QueenO
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DAKRY TO SWELLFOOTO
I as the keeper of your sacred conscienceL2
Humbly remind your Majesty that the careO
Of your high office as Man millinerO
To red Bellona should not be deferredO
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PURGANAXL2
All part in happier plight to meet againO
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EXEUNTO
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END OF THE ACTO
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ACTO
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SCENEO
THE PUBLIC STYO
THE B ARS IN FULL ASSEMBLYO
ENTER PUEGANAXL2
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PURGANAXL2
Grant me your patience Gentlemen and BoarsL2
Ye by whose patience under public burthensL2
The glorious constitution of these stiesL2
Subsists and shall subsist The Lean Pig ratesL2
Grow with the growing populace of SwineO
The taxes that true source of PiggishnessL2
How can I find a more appropriate termQ2
To include religion morals peace and plentyO
And all that fit Boeotia as a nationO
To teach the other nations how to liveJ
Increase with Piggishness itself and stillR
Does the revenue that great spring of allA2
The patronage and pensions and by paymentsL2
Which free born Pigs regard with jealous eyesL2
Diminish till at length by glorious stepsL2
All the land's produce will be merged in taxesL2
And the revenue will amount to nothingK
The failure of a foreign market forO
Sausages bristles and blood puddingsL2
And such home manufactures is but partialL
And that the population of the PigsL2
Instead of hog wash has been fed on strawL2
And water is a fact which is you knowO
That is it is a state necessityO
Temporary of course Those impious PigsL2
Who by frequent squeaks have dared impugnO
The settled Swellfoot system or to makeK
Irreverent mockery of the genuflexionsL2
Inculcated by the arch priest have been whippedO
Into a loyal and an orthodox whineO
Things being in this happy state the QueenO
IonaO
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NOTEO
land's lands editionO
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A LOUD CRY FROM THE PIGSL2
She is innocent most innocentO
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PURGANAXL2
That is the very thing that I was sayingK
Gentlemen Swine the Queen Iona beingK
Most innocent no doubt returns to ThebesL2
And the lean Sows and Bears collect about herO
Wishing to make her think that WE believeJ
I mean those more substantial Pigs who swillR
Rich hog wash while the others mouth damp strawL2
That she is guilty thus the Lean Pig factionO
Seeks to obtain that hog wash which has beenO
Your immemorial right and which I willR
Maintain you in to the last drop ofJ
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A BOAR INTERRUPTING HIMU2
WhatO
Does any one accuse her ofJ
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PURGANAXL2
Why no oneO
Makes ANY positive accusation butO
There were hints dropped and so the privy wizardsL2
Conceived that it became them to adviseL2
His Majesty to investigate their truthZ
Not for his own sake he could be contentO
To let his wife play any pranks she pleasedO
If by that sufferance HE could please the PigsL2
But then he fears the morals of the SwineO
The Sows especially and what effectO
It might produce upon the purity andO
Religion of the rising generationO
Of Sucking Pigs if it could be suspectedO
That Queen IonaO
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A PAUSEL2
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FIRST BOARO
Well go on we longK
To hear what she can possibly have doneO
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PURGANAXL2
Why it is hinted that a certain BullC2
Thus much is KNOWN the milk white Bulls that feedO
Beside Clitumnus and the crystal lakesL2
Of the Cisalpine mountains in fresh dewsL2
Of lotus grass and blossoming asphodelC2
Sleeking their silken hair and with sweet breathV2
Loading the morning winds until they faintO
With living fragrance are so beautifulC2
Well I say nothing but Europa rodeO
On such a one from Asia into CreteO
And the enamoured sea grew calm beneathT2
His gliding beauty And PasiphaeJ
Iona's grandmother but SHE is innocentO
And that both you and I and all assertO
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FIRST BOARO
Most innocentO
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PURGANAXL2
Behold this BAG a bagK
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SECOND BOARO
Oh no GREEN BAGS Jealousy's eyes are greenO
Scorpions are green and water snakes and eftsL2
And verdigris andO
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PURGANAXL2
Honourable SwineO
In Piggish souls can prepossessions reignO
Allow me to remind you grass is greenO
All flesh is grass no bacon but is fleshG
Ye are but bacon This divining BAGK
Which is not green but only bacon colourO
Is filled with liquor which if sprinkled o'erO
A woman guilty of we all know whatO
Makes her so hideous till she finds one blindO
She never can commit the like againO
If innocent she will turn into an angelC2
And rain down blessings in the shape of comfitsL2
As she flies up to heaven Now my proposalC2
Is to convert her sacred MajestyO
Into an angel as I am sure we shall doO
By pouring on her head this mystic waterO
SHOWING THE BAGK
I know that she is innocent I wishG
Only to prove her so to all the worldO
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FIRST BOARO
Excellent just and noble PurganaxL2
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SECOND BOARO
How glorious it will be to see her MajestyO
Flying above our heads her petticoatsL2
Streaming like like likeK
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THIRD BOARO
AnythingK
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PURGANAXL2
Oh noO
But like a standard of an admiral's shipX
Or like the banner of a conquering hostO
Or like a cloud dyed in the dying dayO
Unravelled on the blast from a white mountainO
Or like a meteor or a war steed's maneO
Or waterfall from a dizzy precipiceL2
Scattered upon the windO
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FIRST BOARO
Or a cow's tailC2
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SECOND BOARO
Or ANYTHING as the learned Boar observedO
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PURGANAXL2
Gentlemen Boars I move a resolutionO
That her most sacred Majesty should beO
Invited to attend the feast of FamineO
And to receive upon her chaste white bodyO
Dews of Apotheosis from this BAGK
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A GREAT CONFUSION IS HEARD OF THE PIGS OUT OF DOORS WHICHG
COMMUNICATES ITSELF TO THOSE WITHIN DURING THE FIRST STROPHE THEO
DOORS OF THE STY ARE STAVED IN AND A NUMBER OF EXCEEDINGLY LEAN PIGSL2
AND SOWS AND BOARS RUSH INO
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SEMICHORUSL2
No YesL2
-
SEMICHORUSL2
Yes NoO
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SEMICHORUSL2
A lawC2
-
SEMICHORUSL2
A flawC2
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SEMICHORUSL2
Porkers we shall lose our washG
Or must share it with the Lean PigsL2
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FIRST BOARO
Order order be not rashG
Was there ever such a scene PigsL2
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AN OLD SOW RUSHING INO
I never saw so fine a dashG
Since I first began to wean PigsL2
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SECOND BOAR SOLEMNLYO
The Queen will be an angel time enoughJ
I vote in form of an amendment thatO
Purganax rub a little of that stuffJ
Upon his faceL2
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PURGANAX HIS HEART IS SEEN TO BEAT THROUGH HIS WAISTCOATO
Gods What would ye be atO
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SEMICHORUSL2
Purganax has plainly shown aO
Cloven foot and jackdaw featherO
-
SEMICHORUSL2
I vote Swellfoot and IonaO
Try the magic test togetherO
Whenever royal spouses bickerO
Both should try the magic liquorO
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AN OLD BOAR ASIDEO
A miserable state is that of PigsL2
For if their drivers would tear caps and wigsL2
The Swine must bite each other's ear thereforeO
-
AN OLD SOW ASIDEO
A wretched lot Jove has assigned to SwineO
Squabbling makes Pig herds hungry and they dineO
On bacon and whip Sucking Pigs the moreO
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CHORUSL2
Hog wash has been ta'en awayO
If the Bull Queen is divestedO
We shall be in every wayO
Hunted stripped exposed molestedO
Let us do whate'er we mayO
That she shall not be arrestedO
QUEEN we entrench you with walls of brawnO
And palisades of tusks sharp as a bayonetO
Place your most sacred person here We pawnO
Our lives that none a finger dare to lay on itO
Those who wrong you wrong usL2
Those who hate you hate usL2
Those who sting you sting usL2
Those who bait you bait usL2
The ORACLE is now about to beO
Fulfilled by circumvolving destinyO
Which says 'Thebes choose REFORM or CIVIL WARO
When through your streets instead of hare with dogsL2
A CONSORT QUEEN shall hunt a KING with HogsL2
Riding upon the IONIAN MINOTAUR '-
-
NOTEO
streets instead editionO
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ENTER IONA TAURINAO
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IONA TAURINA COMING FORWARDO
Gentlemen Swine and gentle Lady PigsL2
The tender heart of every Boar acquitsL2
Their QUEEN of any act incongruousL2
With native Piggishness and she reposingK
With confidence upon the grunting nationO
Has thrown herself her cause her life her allC2
Her innocence into their Hoggish armsL2
Nor has the expectation been deceivedO
Of finding shelter there Yet know great BoarsL2
For such whoever lives among you finds youO
And so do I the innocent are proudO
I have accepted your protection onlyO
In compliment of your kind love and careO
Not for necessity The innocentO
Are safest there where trials and dangers waitO
Innocent Queens o'er white hot ploughshares treadO
Unsinged and ladies Erin's laureate sings itO
Decked with rare gems and beauty rarer stillC2
Walked from Killarney to the Giant's CausewayO
Through rebels smugglers troops of yeomanryO
White boys and Orange boys and constablesL2
Tithe proctors and excise people uninjuredO
Thus IO
Lord Purganax I do commit myselfJ
Into your custody and am preparedO
To stand the test whatever it may beO
-
NOTEO
'Rich and rare were the gems she wore ' See Moore's IrishG
Melodies SHELLEY'S NOTEO
-
PURGANAXL2
This magnanimity in your sacred MajestyO
Must please the Pigs You cannot fail of beingK
A heavenly angel Smoke your bits of glassL2
Ye loyal Swine or her transfigurationO
Will blind your wondering eyesL2
-
AN OLD BOAR ASIDEO
Take care my LordO
They do not smoke you firstO
-
PURGANAXL2
At the approaching feastO
Of Famine let the expiation beO
-
SWINEO
Content contentO
-
IONA TAURINA ASIDEO
I most content of allC2
Know that my foes even thus prepare their fallC2
-
EXEUNT OMNESL2
-
SCENEO
THE INTERIOR OF THE TEMPLE OF FAMINEO
THE STATUE OF THE GODDESS A SKELETON CLOTHED IN PARTI COLOURED RAGSL2
SEATED UPON A HEAP OF SKULLS AND LOAVES INTERMINGLEDO
A NUMBER OF EXCEEDINGLY FAT PRIESTS IN BLACK GARMENTS ARRAYED ON EACHG
SIDE WITH MARROW BONES AND CLEAVERS IN THEIR HANDSL2
SOLOMON THE COURT PORKMANO
A FLOURISH OF TRUMPETSL2
-
ENTER MAMMON AS ARCH PRIEST SWELLFOOT DAKRY PURGANAX LAOCTONOSL2
FOLLOWED BY IONA TAURINA GUARDEDO
ON THE OTHER SIDE ENTER THE SWINEO
-
CHORUS OF PRIESTS ACCOMPANIED BY THE COURT PORKMAN ON MARROW BONESL2
AND CLEAVERSL2
GODDESS bare and gaunt and paleC2
Empress of the world all hailC2
What though Cretans old called theeO
City crested CybeleC2
We call thee FAMINEO
Goddess of fasts and feasts starving and crammingK
Through thee for emperors kings and priests and lordsL2
Who rule by viziers sceptres bank notes wordsL2
The earth pours forth its plenteous fruitsL2
Corn wool linen flesh and rootsL2
Those who consume these fruits through thee grow fatO
Those who produce these fruits through thee grow leanO
Whatever change takes place oh stick to thatO
And let things be as they have ever beenO
At least while we remain thy priestsL2
And proclaim thy fasts and feastsL2
Through thee the sacred SWELLF T dynastyO
Is based upon a rock amid that seaO
Whose waves are Swine so let it ever beO
-
SWELLFOOT ETC SEAT THEMSELVES AT A TABLE MAGNIFICENTLY COVERED ATO
THE UPPER END OF THE TEMPLEC2
ATTENDANTS PASS OVER THE STAGE WITH HOG WASH IN PAILSL2
A NUMBER OF PIGS EXCEEDINGLY LEAN FOLLOW THEM LICKING UP THE WASHG
-
MAMMONO
I fear your sacred Majesty has lostO
The appetite which you were used to haveJ
Allow me now to recommend this dishG
A simple kickshaw by your Persian cookK
Such as is served at the great King's second tableC2
The price and pains which its ingredients costO
Might have maintained some dozen familiesL2
A winter or two not more so plain a dishG
Could scarcely disagreeO
-
SWELLFOOTO
After the trialC2
And these fastidious Pigs are gone perhapsL2
I may recover my lost appetiteO
I feel the gout flying about my stomachG
Give me a glass of Maraschino punchG
-
PURGANAX FILLING HIS GLASS AND STANDING UPX
The glorious Constitution of the PigsL2
-
ALLC2
A toast a toast stand up and three times threeO
-
DAKRYO
No heel taps darken daylightsL2
-
LAOCTONOSL2
Claret somehowO
Puts me in mind of blood and blood of claretO
-
SWELLFOOTO
Laoctonos is fishing for a complimentO
But 'tis his due Yes you have drunk more wineO
And shed more blood than any man in ThebesL2
TO PURGANAXL2
For God's sake stop the grunting of those PigsL2
-
PURGANAXL2
We dare not Sire 'tis Famine's privilegeW2
-
CHORUS OF SWINEO
Hail to thee hail to thee FamineO
Thy throne is on blood and thy robe is of ragsL2
Thou devil which livest on damningK
Saint of new churches and cant and GREEN BAGSL2
Till in pity and terror thou risestO
Confounding the schemes of the wisestO
When thou liftest thy skeleton formX2
When the loaves and the skulls roll aboutO
We will greet thee the voice of a stormX2
Would be lost in our terrible shoutO
-
Then hail to thee hail to thee FamineO
Hail to thee Empress of EarthD2
When thou risest dividing possessionsL2
When thou risest uprooting oppressionsL2
In the pride of thy ghastly mirthD2
Over palaces temples and gravesL2
We will rush as thy minister slavesL2
Trampling behind in thy trainO
Till all be made level againO
-
MAMMONO
I hear a crackling of the giant bonesL2
Of the dread image and in the black pitsL2
Which once were eyes I see two livid flamesL2
These prodigies are oracular and showO
The presence of the unseen DeityO
Mighty events are hastening to their doomI2
-
SWELLFOOTO
I only hear the lean and mutinous SwineO
Grunting about the templeC2
-
DAKRYO
In a crisisL2
Of such exceeding delicacy I thinkK
We ought to put her Majesty the QUEENO
Upon her trial without delayC2
-
MAMMONO
THE BAGK
Is hereO
-
PURGANAXL2
I have rehearsed the entire sceneO
With an ox bladder and some ditchwaterO
On Lady P it cannot failC2
TAKING UP THE BAGK
Your MajestyO
TO SWELLFOOTO
In such a filthy business had betterO
Stand on one side lest it should sprinkle youO
A spot or two on me would do no harmY2
Nay it might hide the blood which the sad GeniusL2
Of the Green Isle has fixed as by a spellC2
Upon my brow which would stain all its seasL2
But which those seas could never wash awayC2
-
IONA TAURINAO
My Lord I am ready nay I am impatientO
To undergo the testO
A GRACEFUL FIGURE IN A SEMI TRANSPARENT VEIL PASSES UNNOTICED THROUGHO
THE TEMPLE THE WORD LIBERTY IS SEEN THROUGH THE VEIL AS IF IT WEREO
WRITTEN IN FIRE UPON ITS FOREHEAD ITS WORDS ARE ALMOST DROWNED IN THEO
FURIOUS GRUNTING OF THE PIGS AND THE BUSINESS OF THE TRIAL SHEO
KNEELS ON THE STEPS OF THE ALTAR AND SPEAKS IN TONES AT FIRST FAINTO
AND LOW BUT WHICH EVER BECOME LOUDER AND LOUDERO
Mighty Empress Death's white wifeJ
Ghastly mother in law of LifeJ
By the God who made thee suchG
By the magic of thy touchG
By the starving and the crammingK
Of fasts and feasts by thy dread self O FamineO
I charge thee when thou wake the multitudeO
Thou lead them not upon the paths of bloodO
The earth did never mean her foisonO
For those who crown life's cup with poisonO
Of fanatic rage and meaningless revengeZ2
But for those radiant spirits who are stillC2
The standard bearers in the van of ChangeA3
Be they th' appointed stewards to fillC2
The lap of Pain and Toil and AgeB3
Remit O Queen thy accustomed rageB3
Be what thou art not In voice faint and lowO
FREEDOM calls Famine her eternal foeO
To brief alliance hollow truce Rise nowO
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WHILST THE VEILED FIGURE HAS BEEN CHANTING THIS STROPHE MAMMONO
DAKRY LAOCTONOS AND SWELLFOOT HAVE SURROUNDED IONA TAURINA WHOO
WITH HER HANDS FOLDED ON HER BREAST AND HER EYES LIFTED TO HEAVENO
STANDS AS WITH SAINT LIKE RESIGNATION TO WAIT THE ISSUE OF THEO
BUSINESS IN PERFECT CONFIDENCE OF HER INNOCENCEL2
-
PURGANAX AFTER UNSEALING THE GREEN BAG IS GRAVELY ABOUT TO POUR THEO
LIQUOR UPON HER HEAD WHEN SUDDENLY THE WHOLE EXPRESSION OF HER FIGUREO
AND COUNTENANCE CHANGES SHE SNATCHES IT FROM HIS HAND WITH A LOUDO
LAUGH OF TRIUMPH AND EMPTIES IT OVER SWELLFOOT AND HIS WHOLE COURTO
WHO ARE INSTANTLY CHANGED INTO A NUMBER OF FILTHY AND UGLY ANIMALSL2
AND RUSH OUT OF THE TEMPLE THE IMAGE OF FAMINE THEN ARISES WITH AO
TREMENDOUS SOUND THE PIGS BEGIN SCRAMBLING FOR THE LOAVES AND AREO
TRJPPED UP BY THE SKULLS ALL THOSE WHO EAT THE LOAVES ARE TURNED INTOO
BULLS AND ARRANGE THEMSELVES QUIETLY BEHIND THE ALTAR THE IMAGE OFJ
FAMINE SINKS THROUGH A CHASM IN THE EARTH AND A MINOTAUR RISESL2
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MINOTAURO
I am the Ionian Minotaur the mightiestO
Of all Europa's taurine progenyO
I am the old traditional Man BullC2
And from my ancestors having been IonianO
I am called Ion which by interpretationO
Is JOHN in plain Theban that is to sayC2
My name's JOHN BULL I am a famous hunterO
And can leaf any gate in all BoeotiaG
Even the palings of the royal parkK
Or double ditch about the new enclosuresL2
And if your Majesty will deign to mount meO
At least till you have hunted down your gameU
I will not throw youO
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IONA TAURINA DURING THIS SPEECH SHE HAS BEEN PUTTING ON BOOTS ANDO
SPURS AND A HUNTING CAP BUCKISHLY COCKED ON ONE SIDE AND TUCKING UPX
HER HAIR SHE LEAPS NIMBLY ON HIS BACKK
Hoa hoa tallyho tallyho ho hoO
Come let us hunt these ugly badgers downO
These stinking foxes these devouring ottersL2
These hares these wolves these anything but menO
Hey for a whipper in my loyal PigsL2
Now let your noses be as keen as beagles'L2
Your steps as swift as greyhounds' and your criesL2
More dulcet and symphonious than the bellsL2
Of village towers on sunshine holidayC2
Wake all the dewy woods with jangling musicK
Give them no law are they not beasts of bloodO
But such as they gave you Tallyho hoO
Through forest furze and bog and den and desertO
Pursue the ugly beasts tallyho hoO
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FULL CHORUS OF I NA AND THE SWINEO
Tallyho tallyhoO
Through rain hail and snowO
Through brake gorse and briarO
Through fen flood and mireO
We go we goO
-
Tallyho tallyhoO
Through pond ditch and sloughJ
Wind them and find themY
Like the Devil behind themY
Tallyho tallyhoO
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EXEUNT IN FULL CRYO
IONA DRIVING ON THE SWINE WITH THE EMPTY GEEEN BAGK
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THE ENDO

Percy Bysshe Shelley



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