The Conquest of Circuses.
Come see the show, a spectacle to behold.
Laugh, gasp, and wonder, at the stories told.
Feats of strength, courage, and obedience
The bread of suspended beliefs magnificence.
Regarde les tableaux, catch it on Zoom
a trapeze sans net, a dramatic tune
Unprecedented they said since that War
enjoy the spectacle, don’t make a furore
enraptured,seduced the entertained group.
A low price of entry makes you the dupe
Those Roman circuses, coupled to Dole
if you want bread? know the circuses’ role.
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THE CONQUEST OF CIRCUSES.( A POEM)
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Here’s a little piece of advice
You’re quite welcome it is free
Do not do anything that is cut price
You know what that’ll make you be
They will try their tricky device
Trap you with the ordinary
Get your teeth into a small slice
The cake of liberty
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the awakening of an immense nation from their slavery and degradation to a true sense of moral
dignity and freedom; the bloodless dethronement of their oppressors, and the unveiling of the
religious frauds by which they had been deluded into submission; the tranquillity of successful patriotism, and the universal toleration and benevolence of true philanthropy; the treachery
and barbarity of hired soldiers; vice not the object of punishment and hatred, but kindness and
pity; the faithlessness of tyrants; the confederacy of the Rulers of the World and the restoration
of the expelled Dynasty by foreign arms; the massacre and extermination of the Patriots, and
the victory of established power; the consequences of legitimate despotism,–civil war, famine,
plague, superstition, and an utter extinction of the domestic affections; the judicial murder of
the advocates of Liberty; the temporary triumph of oppression, that secure earnest of its final
and inevitable fall; the transient nature of ignorance and error and the eternity of genius and
virtue. Such is the series of delineations of which the Poem consists.
The panic which, like an epidemic transport, seized upon all classes of men during the excesses
consequent upon the French Revolution, is gradually giving place to sanity. It has ceased to be believed that whole generations of mankind ought to consign themselves to a hopeless inheritance
of ignorance and misery, because a nation of men who had been dupes and slaves for centuries
were incapable of conducting themselves with the wisdom and tranquillity of freemen so soon as
some of their fetters were partially loosened. That their conduct could not have been marked by
any other characters than ferocity and thoughtlessness is the historical fact from which liberty
derives all its recommendations, and falsehood the worst features of its deformity. There is a reflux in the tide of human things which bears the shipwrecked hopes of men into a secure haven
after the storms are past. Methinks, those who now live have survived an age of despair.
This
is the consequence of the habits of a state of society to be produced by resolute perseverance and
indefatigable hope, and long-suffering and long-believing courage, and the systematic efforts of
generations of men of intellect and virtue. Such is the lesson which experience teaches now. But,
on the first reverses of hope in the progress of French liberty, the sanguine eagerness for good
overleaped the solution of these questions, and for a time extinguished itself in the unexpectedness of their result.
44. ’How, to that vast and peopled city led, Which was a field of holy warfare then, I walked
among the dying and the dead, And shared in fearless deeds with evil men, Calm as an angel in
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the dragon’s den– How I braved death for liberty and truth, And spurned at peace, and power,
and fame–and when Those hopes had lost the glory of their youth, How sadly I returned–might
move the hearer’s ruth:
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10. These words had fallen on my unheeding ear, Whilst I had watched the motions of the crew
With seeming-careless glance; not many were Around her, for their comrades just withdrew To
guard some other victim–so I drew My knife, and with one impulse, suddenly All unaware three
of their number slew, And grasped a fourth by the throat, and with loud cry My countrymen
invoked to death or liberty!
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19. I gnawed my brazen chain, and sought to sever Its adamantine links, that I might die: O
Liberty! forgive the base endeavour, Forgive me, if, reserved for victory, The Champion of thy
faith e’er sought to fly.– That starry night, with its clear silence, sent Tameless resolve which
laughed at misery Into my soul–linked remembrance lent To that such power, to me such a
severe content.
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32. A soft and healing potion to my lips At intervals he raised–now looked on high, To mark
if yet the starry giant dips His zone in the dim sea–now cheeringly, Though he said little, did he
speak to me. ’It is a friend beside thee–take good cheer, Poor victim, thou art now at liberty!’ I
joyed as those a human tone to hear, Who in cells deep and lone have languished many a year
33. A dim and feeble joy, whose glimpses oft Were quenched in a relapse of wildering dreams;
Yet still methought we sailed, until aloft The stars of night grew pallid, and the beams Of morn
descended on the ocean-streams, And still that aged man, so grand and mild, Tended me, even
as some sick mother seems To hang in hope over a dying child, Till in the azure East darkness
again was piled.
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9. But custom maketh blind and obdurate The loftiest hearts;–he had beheld the woe In which
mankind was bound, but deemed that fate Which made them abject, would preserve them so;
And in such faith, some steadfast joy to know, He sought this cell: but when fame went abroad
That one in Argolis did undergo Torture for liberty, and that the crowd High truths from gifted
lips had heard and understood;
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18. And they, and all, in one loud symphony My name with Liberty commingling, lifted, ’The
friend and the preserver of the free! The parent of this joy!’ and fair eyes gifted With feelings,
caught from one who had uplifted The light of a great spirit, round me shone; And all the shapes
of this grand scenery shifted Like restless clouds before the steadfast sun,– Where was that Maid?
I asked, but it was known of none.
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54. Over the plain the throngs were scattered then In groups around the fires, which from the
sea Even to the gorge of the first mountain-glen Blazed wide and far: the banquet of the free Was
spread beneath many a dark cypress-tree, Beneath whose spires, which swayed in the red flame,
Reclining, as they ate, of Liberty, And Hope, and Justice, and Laone’s name, Earth’s children did
a woof of happy converse frame
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2. I told her of my sufferings and my madness, And how, awakened from that dreamy mood
By Liberty’s uprise, the strength of gladness Came to my spirit in my solitude; And all that now
I was–while tears pursued Each other down her fair and listening cheek Fast as the thoughts
which fed them, like a flood From sunbright dales; and when I ceased to speak, Her accents soft
and sweet the pausing air did wake.
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28. ’The very darkness shook, as with a blast Of subterranean thunder, at the cry; The hollow
shore its thousand echoes cast Into the night, as if the sea and sky, And earth, rejoiced with
new-born liberty, For in that name they swore! Bolts were undrawn, And on the deck, with
unaccustomed eye The captives gazing stood, and every one Shrank as the inconstant torch upon
her countenance shone.
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3. ’The many ships spotting the dark blue deep With snowy sails, fled fast as ours came nigh,
In fear and wonder; and on every steep Thousands did gaze, they heard the startling cry, Like
Earth’s own voice lifted unconquerably To all her children, the unbounded mirth, The glorious
joy of thy name–Liberty! They heard!–As o’er the mountains of the earth From peak to peak leap
on the beams of Morning’s birth:
4. ’So from that cry over the boundless hills Sudden was caught one universal sound, Like a volcano’s voice, whose thunder fills Remotest skies,–such glorious madness found A path through
human hearts with stream which drowned Its struggling fears and cares, dark Custom’s brood;
They knew not whence it came, but felt around A wide contagion poured–they called aloud On
Liberty–that name lived on the sunny flood.
7. ’For, with strong speech I tore the veil that hid Nature, and Truth, and Liberty, and Love,– As
one who from some mountain’s pyramid Points to the unrisen sun!–the shades approve His truth,
and flee from every stream and grove. Thus, gentle thoughts did many a bosom fill,– Wisdom,
the mail of tried affections wove For many a heart, and tameless scorn of ill, Thrice steeped in
molten steel the unconquerable will
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12. ’Like clouds inwoven in the silent sky, By winds from distant regions meeting there, In the
high name of truth and liberty, Around the City millions gathered were, By hopes which sprang
from many a hidden lair,– Words which the lore of truth in hues of flame Arrayed, thine own
wild songs which in the air Like homeless odours floated, and the name Of thee, and many a
tongue which thou hadst dipped in flame.
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28. ’The good and mighty of departed ages Are in their graves, the innocent and free, Heroes,
and Poets, and prevailing Sages, Who leave the vesture of their majesty To adorn and clothe this
naked world;–and we Are like to them–such perish, but they leave All hope, or love, or truth,
or liberty, Whose forms their mighty spirits could conceive, To be a rule and law to ages that
survive.
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48. And, one by one, that night, young maidens came, Beauteous and calm, like shapes of
living stone Clothed in the light of dreams, and by the flame Which shrank as overgorged, they
laid them down, And sung a low sweet song, of which alone One word was heard, and that was
Liberty; And that some kissed their marble feet, with moan Like love, and died; and then that
they did die With happy smiles, which sunk in white tranquillity.
NOTE ON THE ”REVOLT OF ISLAM”, BY MRS. SHELLEY
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He chose therefore for his hero a youth nourished in dreams of liberty, some of whose actions
are in direct opposition to the opinions of the world; but who is animated throughout by an
ardent love of virtue, and a resolution to confer the boons of political and intellectual freedom
on his fellow-creatures. He created for this youth a woman such as he delighted to imagine–full
of enthusiasm for the same objects; and they both, with will unvanquished, and the deepest sense
of the justice of their cause, met adversity and death. There exists in this poem a memorial of a
friend of his youth. The character of the old man who liberates Laon from his tower prison, and
tends on him in sickness, is founded on that of Doctor Lind, who, when Shelley was at Eton, had
often stood by to befriend and support him, and whose name he never mentioned without love
and veneration.
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Etimov. prof.
Equo ne credite, Teucri.
quidquid id est, timeo Danaos et dona ferentes.
auri sacra fames (damned thirst for gold)
, a Latin reference of Virgil to the passion of money for money itself.
Do not trust the horse, Trojans.
Whatever it is, I fear the Greeks even when they bring gifts.
Lines 48–49; Trojan priest of Apollo warning against the wooden horse left by the Greeks.
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The Conquest of Circuses.( A Poem)
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Hors de Combat
The Bastiat-Proudhon Debate on Interest (1849-1850) Letter 13
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”Now Proudhon advocated a society without government, and
used the word Anarchy to describe it. Proudhon repudiated,
as is known, all schemes of Communism, according to which
mankind would be driven into communistic monasteries or
barracks, as also all the schemes of state or state-aided Socialism
which were advocated by Louis Blanc and the Collectivists. When
he proclaimed in his first memoir on property that ” Property
is theft,” he meant only property in its present, Roman-law,
sense of ” right of use and abuse ” ; in property-rights, on the other
hand, understood in the limited sense of possession, he saw the
best protection against the encroachments of the state. At the
same time he did not want violently to dispossess the present
owners of land, dwelling-houses, mines, factories and so on. He
preferred to attain the same end by rendering capital incapable
of earning interest; and this he proposed to obtain by means of
a national bank, based on the mutual confidence of all those who
are engaged in production, who would agree to exchange among
themselves their produces at cost-value, by means of labour
cheques representing the hours of labour required to produce
every given commodity. Under such a system, which Proudhon
described as ” Mutuellisme,” all the exchanges of services would be
strictly equivalent. Besides, such a bank would be enabled to
lend money without interest, levying only something like 1 %,
or even less, for covering the cost of administration. Every one
being thus enabled to borrow the money that would be required
to buy a house, nobody would agree to pay any more a yearly
rent for the use of it. A general ” social liquidation ” would
thus be rendered easy, without violent expropriation. The same
applied to mines, railways, factories and so on. ”
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