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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420571" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Mithridates At Chios</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">KNOW'ST thou, O slave-cursed land!<br>How, when the Chian's cup of guilt<br>Was full to overflow, there came<br>God's justice in the sword of flame<br>That, red with slaughter to its hilt,<br>Blazed in the Cappadocian victor's hand?<br>The heavens are still and far;<br>But, not unheard of awful Jove,<br>The sighing of the island slave<br>Was answered, when the Ægean wave<br>The keels of Mithridates clove,<br>And the vines shrivelled in the breath of war.<br>'Robbers of Chios! hark,'<br>The victor cried, 'to Heaven's decree!<br>Pluck your last cluster from the vine,<br>Drain your last cup of Chian wine;<br>Slaves of your slaves, your doom shall be,<br>In Colchian mines by Phasis rolling dark.'<br>Then rose the long lament<br>From the hoar sea-god's dusky caves:<br>The priestess rent her hair and cried,<br>'Woe! woe! The gods are sleepless-eyed!'<br>And, chained and scourged, the slaves of slaves,<br>The lords of Chios into exile went.<br>'The gods at last pay well,'<br>So Hellas sang her taunting song,<br>'The fisher in his net is caught,<br>The Chian hath his master bought;'<br>And isle from isle, with laughter long,<br>Took up and sped the mocking parable.<br>Once more the slow, dumb years<br>Bring their avenging cycle round,<br>And, more than Hellas taught of old,<br>Our wiser lesson shall be told,<br>Of slaves uprising, freedom-crowned,<br>To break, not wield, the scourge wet with their blood and tears.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Greenleaf+Whittier">John Greenleaf Whittier</a><div class=q>
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How, when the Chian's cup of guilt
Was full to overflow, there came
God's justice in the sword of flame
That, red with slaughter to its hilt,
Blazed in the Cappadocian victor's hand?
The heavens are still and far..."></div>
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