The Vision of Judgment 093


The tumult grew; an universal cough 
Convulsed the skies, as during a debate 
When Castlereagh has been up long enough 
(Before he was first minister of state, 
I mean - the slaves hear now); some cried 'off, off!' 
As at a farce; till, grown quite desperate, 
The bard Saint Peter pray'd to interpose 
(Himself an author) only for his prose. 

George Gordon Byron, Lord Byron (1788-1824)