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1793.13
The Bishop of London's Opinion on War
Beilby Porteous
The Cambridge Intelligencer (September 14, 1793)
_____________ONE murder makes a Villain,
MILLIONS a Hero: Princes are privileged
To kill, and numbers sanctify the crime.
Ah! Why will Kings forget that they are men?
And men that they are brethren? Why delight
In HUMAN SACRIFICE? Why burst the ties
Of Nature, that should knit their souls together
In one soft bond of amity and love.
They yet still breathe destruction, still go on,
Inhumanly ingenious, to find out
New pains for life, new terrors for the grave,
Artificers of death! Still Monarchs dream
Of universal empire, growing up
From universal ruin. Blast the design
Great God of Hosts, nor let thy creatures fall
Unpitied Victims at Ambitions shrine!
From Dr. Porteous's Poem on Death.[1]