Declare that the sack of Odessa would be quite of a piece with his trade.
Wanted a quarrel to set the world straight, and cure it by letting of blood!
We are sick to the heart of ourselves I think, and so we are sick of each other:
Rapine, and carnage, and rage would do us all manner of good;
Let Christian rise up against Christian, and brother take arms against brother!
Under the shadow of peace something was done that was good,
We tore out a bloody page from the book of our ancient laws;
We struck off a bitter tax from the poor man's scanty food,
And justice bent down from her seat to give ear to the poor man's cause.
Under the shadow of peace thickly began to arise