Millions to fight compell’d, to fight or die
In mangled heaps on War’s red altar lie...
When legal murders swell the lists of pride;
When glory’s views the titled idiot guide.
It is the “cold advisers of yet colder kings” who have “the power to breathe / O’er all the world the infectious blast of death”.
Scholars have found a 200-year old poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley, and it could not be more timely.
