The haft of a broken sword and a dismounted cannon lie in the foreground. Perhaps the latter blasted the hole in the stony, and classically embellished, wall behind. Escape through the breach is blocked by a shackled angel with enormous wings. Alternatively, he may be Orc, the spirit of revolt, who is described as chained and with face hidden at the beginning of the poem. A woman and two children, like refugees from the Songs of Innocence , huddle together before the ruins of empire.
Storm clouds swag in the sky.
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