Beilby Porteus 1759

…To sate the lust of power; more horrid still,
The foulest stain and scandal of our nature
Became its boast — One Murder made a Villain:
Millions a Hero. — Princes were privileg’d
To kill, and numbers sanctified the crime.
Ah! why will Kings forget that they are Men? And men that they are brethren? Why delight In human sacrifice? Why burst the ties Of nature, that should knit their souls together…

Beilby Porteus 1731 – 1808

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