SongI Murder Hate（1 / 1）

song—i murder hate

i murder hate by flood or field,

tho' glory's name may screen us;

in wars at home i'll spend my blood—

life-giving wars of venus.

the deities that i adore

are social peace and plenty;

i'm better pleas'd to make one more,

than be the death of twenty.

i would not die like socrates,

for all the fuss of plato;

nor would i with leonidas,

nor yet would i with cato:

the zealots of the church and state

shall ne'er my mortal foes be;

but let me have bold zimri's fate,

within the arms of cozbi!