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The Revolt of Islam
- Form
- Form Poem
- Year
- Year 1818
- Pages
- Pages 290
High over a sea at dawn, an eagle and a serpent lock together in the air and fight until the serpent falls, bleeding, into the waves. Shelley opens his longest poem with that battle and then turns everything upside down: the serpent is the spirit of good, the eagle is tyranny, and the good is losing.
Can man be free if woman be a slave? / Chain one who lives, and breathes this boundless air, / To the corruption of a closed grave!
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