An am phi-theatres raised at the Gaza of modernity by the modern Philistians, on column of greed, and designed and constructed by modern science On atomic column, brethren, stands leaning the great atomic Samson, with his hands around these massy pillars watching for the occasion, this atomic Samson, to say these Philistine Lords of modern times, who have put the nuclear Samson to a display of his strength to peaceful purposes. Hither to Lords, what your command imposed for peaceful enjoyment. I have performed working your nuclear reactors, powerhouses and mighty ships, as reason was obeying, not without horror or delight beheld. Now, If on my own accord, such other trial I mean to show you of my strength, yet greater as with amaze shall strike all who behold” this uttered, straining all his nerves, he would bow as with the force of the wind and waters spent where mountains tremble. Those massy pillars with horrible convulsions to and fro, he would tug, he would shake, till down they would come and draw the whole sky-high and sky-wide roof after them with a burst of deafening, thunder, upon the heads of all those who sat beneath (the Presidents, Prime Ministers, Scientists, Philosopher, Priests, and Doctors, of the whole world) turning the world into “a dungeon horrible on all sides round, as a huge furnace flamed, but from those flames no light but rather darkness visible, to discover the sights of woe, regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace and rest can never dwell, hope never come, that comes to all, but rather an endless torture still urges in a fiery deluge fed with every burning sulphur unconsumed”