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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!