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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EMPERORS AND KINGS, HOW OFT HAVE TEMPLES RUNG, by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Poet Analysis Poet's Biography Last Line: Than ever forced unpitied hearts to bleed Subject(s): Vanity; Peace; Courts & Couriers | |||
Emperors and Kings, how oft have temples rung With impious thanksgiving, the Almighty's scorn! How oft above their altars have been hung Trophies that led the good and wise to mourn Triumphant wrong, battle of battle born, And sorrow that to fruitless sorrow clung! Now, from Heaven-sanctioned victory, Peace is sprung; In this firm hour Salvation lifts her horn. Glory to arms! But, conscious that the nerve Of popular reason, long mistrusted, freed Your thrones, ye Powers, from duty fear to swerve! Be just, be grateful; nor, the oppressor's creed Reviving, heavier chastisement deserve Than ever forced unpitied hearts to bleed. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE MADNESS OF KING GOLL by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE OLD AGE OF QUEEN MAEVE by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE TWO KINGS by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS A JEWISH FAMILY; IN A SMALL VALLEY OPPOSITE ST. GOAR by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH ADMONITION [TO A TRAVELLER] by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH AN APRIL MORNING by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH ANECDOTE FOR FATHERS by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH ANIMAL TRANQUILITY AND DECAY; A SKETCH by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH AT FLORENCE by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH AT THE GRAVE OF BURNS; SEVEN YEARS AFTER HIS DEATH by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH |
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