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admire alike arms blessing BORROWER brave cause cease clime Columbian Commerce council Dark Debts deep Determin'd Didst dire EMBARGO erst Europe's fair faith fall falsehood fame fate feel fire flag fled flies flock foes Forlorn foul disgrace freedom Gaul glad glory glow hall hand head Heaven Hence high in air horrid hour Howe'er huge hurl indignant injur'd keen labourers laid land laurels laws Leaves Liberty LIBRARY Lift mist morn mourn Muse naked o'er obscurity OVERDUE FEE Patriot plain plenty prospects prostrate proud rage reigns rife Rise roar roll ruin ruler's sage's SATIRE scene scorn secret servile shame shed shores sink smiles soil stalk subsistence sway sweep terror Thou threat thronging thunders thy country's toil town trade truth tyrant's unborn age urge valour views Wake wave weak wide wild wings womb wretch wrong zeal
Page 9 - Ill-fated clime! condemn'd to feel th' extremes, Of a weak ruler's philosophic dreams ; Driven headlong on, to ruin's fateful brink, When will thy country feel, when will she think...
Page 11 - And thou, the scorn of every patriot name, Thy country's ruin, and her council's shame! Poor servile thing! derision of the brave! Who erst from Tarleton fled to Carter's cave; Thou, who, when menac'd by perfidious Gaul, Didst prostrate to her whisker'd minion fall; And when our cash her empty bags...
Page 10 - Oh, ye bright pair, the blessing of mankind! Whom time has sanction'd, and whom fate has join'd, COMMERCE, that bears the trident of the main, And AGRICULTURE, empress of the plain; Who, hand in hand, and heav'n-directed, go Diffusing gladness through the world below; Whoe'er the wretch, would hurl the flaming brand, Of dire disunion, palsied be his hand! Like 'Cromwell damn'd to everlasting fame,' Let unborn ages execrate his name!
Page 16 - His fields with fruit, with flocks, his pastures crown'd. Thus in a fallen tree, from sprouting roots, With sudden growth, a tender sapling shoots, Improves from day to day, delights the eyes With strength and beauty, stateliness and size, Puts forth robuster arms, and broader leaves, And high in air, its branching head upheaves.