Hog-wash has been ta'en away : If the Bull-Queen is divested, We shall be in every way Hunted, stript, exposed, molested; Let us do whate'er we may, That she shall not be arrested. QUEEN, we entrench you with walls of brawn, Which says: "Thebes, choose reform or civil war, A CONSORT QUEEN shall hunt a KING with hogs, Riding upon the IONIAN MINOTAUR." Enter IONA TAURINA. IONA TAURINA (coming forward). of finding shelter there. Yet know, great boars, I have accepted your protection only Are safest there where trials and dangers wait; Unsinged; and ladies, Erin's laureate sings it,* *Rich and rare were the gems she wore." lords, [fat, Who rule by viziers, sceptres, bank-notes, words, Whatever change takes place, oh, stick to that! See Moore's Irish Melodies. Through thee the sacred SWELLFOOT dynasty MAMMON. The BAG PURGANAX. I have rehearsed the entire scene With an ox-bladder and some ditch-water, On Lady P.-it cannot fail. [Taking up the bag. Your Majesty (to SWELLFOOT) In such a filthy business had better Of the Green Isle has fixed, as by a spell, IONA TAURINA. My Lord, I am ready-nay I am impatient, [A graceful figure in a semi-transparent veil passes Mighty Empress ! Death's white wife! By the magic of thy touch, By the starving and the cramming, But for those radiant spirits, who are still [Whilst the veiled Figure has been chaunting this FOOT, have surrounded IONA TAURINA, who, with her hands folded on her breast, and her eyes lifted to Heaven, stands, as with saint-like resignation, to wait the issue of the business, in perfect confidence of her innocence. PURGANAX, after unsealing the GREEN BAG, is gravely about to pour the liquor upon her head, when suddenly the whole expression of her figure and countenance changes; she snatches it from his hand with a loud laugh of triumph, and empties it over SWELLFOOT and his whole Court, who are instantly changed into a number of filthy and ugly animals, and rush out of the Temple. The image of FAMINE then arises with a tremendous sound, the Pigs begin scrambling for the loaves, and are tripped up by the sculls; all those who eat the loaves are turned into Bulls, and arrange themselves quietly behind the altar. The image of FAMINE sinks through a chasm in the earth, and a MINOTAUR rises. MINOTAUR. I am the Ionian Minotaur, the mightiest I am the old traditional man bull; And from my ancestors having been Ionian, My name's JOHN BULL; I am a famous hunter, Or double ditch about the new inclosures; At least till you have hunted down your game, IONA TAURINA. [During this speech she has been putting on boots and Hoa hoa! tallyho! tallyho! ho! ho! FULL CHORUS OF IONA AND THE SWINE. Tallyho tallyho! Through rain, hail, and snow, Tallyho tallyho! Through pond, ditch, and slough, Tallyho tallyho! [Exeunt, in full cry; IONA driving on the SWINE, with the empty GREEN BAG. NOTE ON EDIPUS TYRANNUS. BY THE EDITOR. In the brief journal I kept in those days, I find recorded, in August 1820, Shelley "begins Swellfoot the Tyrant, suggested by the pigs at the fair of San Giuliano." This was the period of Queen Caroline's landing in England, and the struggles made by Geo. IV. to get rid of her claims; which failing, Lord Castlereagh placed the "Green Bag" on the table of the House of Commons, demanding, in the King's name, that an inquiry should be instituted into his wife's conduct. These circumstances were the theme of all conversation among the English. We were then at the Baths of San Giuliano; a friend came to visit us on the day when a fair was held in the square, beneath our windows: Shelley read to us his Ode to Liberty; and was riotously accompanied by the grunting of a quantity of pigs brought for sale to the fair. He compared it to the "chorus of frogs" in the satiric drama of Aristophanes; and it being an hour of merriment, and one ludicrous association suggesting another, he imagined a political satirical drama on the circumstances of the day, to which the pigs would serve as chorus-and Swellfoot was begun. When finished, it was transmitted to England, printed and published anonymously; but stifled at the very dawn of its existence by the "Society for the Suppression of Vice," who threatened to prosecute it, if not immediately withdrawn. The friend who had taken the trouble of bringing it out, of course did not think it worth the annoyance and expense of a contest, and it was laid aside. Hesitation of whether it would do honour to Shelley prevented my publishing it at first; but I cannot bring myself to keep back anything he ever wrote, for each word is fraught with the peculiar views and sentiments which he believed to be beneficial to the human race; and the bright light of poetry irradiates every thought. world has a right to the entire compositions of such a man; for it does not live and thrive by the out-worn lesson of the dullard or the hypocrite, but by the original free thoughts of men of Genius, who aspire to pluck bright truth from the pale-faced moon; Or dive into the bottom of the deep, The truth. Even those who may dissent from his opinions will consider that he was a man of genius, and that the world will take more interest in his slightest word, than from the waters of Lethe, which are so eagerly prescribed as medicinal for all its wrongs and woes. This drama, however, must not be judged for more than was meant. It is a mere plaything of the imagination, which even may not excite smiles among many, who will not see wit in those combinations of thought which were full of the ridiculous to the author. But, like everything he wrote, it breathes that deep sympathy for the sorrows of humanity, and indignation against its oppressors, which make it worthy of his name. EARLY POEMS. MUTABILITY. WE are as clouds that veil the midnight moon ; How restlessly they speed, and gleam, and quiver, Streaking the darkness radiantly!—yet soon Night closes round, and they are lost for ever: Or like forgotten lyres, whose dissonant strings Give various response to each varying blast, To whose frail frame no second motion brings One mood or modulation like the last. We rest-A dream has power to poison sleep; We rise-One wandering thought pollutes the day; We feel, conceive or reason, laugh or weep; It is the same!-For, be it joy or sorrow, ON DEATH. There is no work, nor device, nor knowledge, nor wisdom, in the grave, whither thou goest.-ECCLESIASTES. THE pale, the cold, and the moony smile Ere the dawning of morn's undoubted light, O man! hold thee on in courage of soul Through the stormy shades of thy worldly way, And the billows of cloud that around thee roll Shall sleep in the light of a wondrous day, Where hell and heaven shall leave thee free To the universe of destiny. This world is the nurse of all we know, This world is the mother of all we feel, And the coming of death is a fearful blow, To a brain unencompassed with nerves of steel; When all that we know, or feel, or see, Shall pass like an unreal mystery. A SUMMER-EVENING CHURCH-YARD, LECHDALE, GLOUCESTERSHIRE. THE wind has swept from the wide atmosphere Each vapour that obscured the sun-set's ray; And pallid evening twines its beaming hair Induskier braids around the languid eyes of day: Silence and twilight, unbeloved of men, Creep hand in hand from yon obscurest glen. They breathe their spells towards the departing day, Encompassing the earth, air, stars, and sea ; Light, sound, and motion own the potent sway, Responding to the charm with its own mystery. The winds are still, or the dry church-tower grass Knows not their gentle motions as they pass. Thou too, aërial Pile! whose pinnacles Point from one shrine like pyramids of fire, Obeyest in silence their sweet solemn spells, Clothing in hues of heaven thy dim and distant Around whose lessening and invisible height [spire, Gather among the stars the clouds of night. The dead are sleeping in their sepulchres : And, mouldering as they sleep, a thrilling sound, Half sense, half thought, among the darkness stirs, Breathed from their wormy beds all living things around, And mingling with the still night and mute sky Its awful hush is felt inaudibly. Thus solemnised and softened, death is mild |