Twas not enough By subtle fraud to snatch a single life; Puny impiety! whole kingdoms fell 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. Dr. Porteus.Poem on Death.
One to destroy is murder by the law, And gibbets keep the lifted hand in awe; To murder thousands takes a specious name, Wars glorious art, and gives immortal fame. Dr. Young.Love of Fame, Satire VII. Line 55.