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VIII.

Thy will's thy rule, thy good its end;

You punish only to defend

What parent nature gave:

And he who dares her gifts invade,

By nature's oldest law is made

Thy victim or thy flave.

IX.

Thus reason founds the just decree
On univerfal liberty,

Not private rights refign'd:
Through various nature's wide extent,
No private beings e'er were meant
To hurt the gen'ral kind.

X.

Thee juftice guides, thee right maintains,
Th' oppreffor's wrong, the pilf'rer's gains,

Thy injur❜d weal impair.

Thy warmeft paffions foon fubfide,
Nor partial envy, hate, nor pride,
Thy temper'd counfels share.

XI.

Each inftance of thy vengeful rage,
Collected from each clime and age,

Tho' malice fwell the fum,
Would feem a fpotlefs fcanty roll,
Compar'd with Marius' bloody fcroll,
Or Sylla's hippodrome.

XII. But

XII:

But thine Has been imputed blame,
Th' unworthy few affume thy name,
The rabble weak and loud;

Or those who on thy ruins feaft,

The lord, the lawyer, and the priest;
A more ignoble crowd.

XIII.

Avails it thee, if one devours,

Or leffer spoilers share his pow'rs,

While both thy claim oppofe? Monsters who wore thy fully'd crown, Tyrants who pull'd those monsters down,

Alike to thee were foes.

XIV.

Far other shone fair Freedom's hand,
Far other was th' immortal stand,

When Hambden fought for thee :
They fnatch'd from rapine's gripe thy fpoils,
The fruits and prize of glorious toils,

Of arts and industry.

XV:

On thee yet foams the preacher's rage,
On thee fierce frowns th' historian's page,

A false apoftate train :

Tears ftream adown the martyr's tomb';
Unpity'd in their harder doom,

Thy thousands ftrow the plain.

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XVI. These

XVI.

These had no charms to please the sense,
No graceful port, no eloquence,

To win the Muse's throng:

Unknown, unfung, unmark'd they lie;
But Cæfar's fate o'ercafts the sky,

And Nature mourns his wrong.

XXII.

Thy foes, a frontlefs band, invade;
Thy friends afford a timid aid,

And yield up half thy right.

Ev'n Locke beams forth a mingled ray,

Afraid to pour the flood of day

On man's too feeble fight.

XVIII.

Hence are the motely fyftems fram'd,
Of right transfer'd, of power reclaim'd ;
Diftinctions weak and vain.

Wife Nature mocks the wrangling herd;
For unreclaim'd, and untransfer'd,

Her pow'rs and rights remain.

XIX.

While law the royal agent moves,

The inftrument thy choice approves,

We bow through him to you.

But change, or cease th' infpiring choice,

The fov'reign finks a private voice,

Alike in one, or few!

XX. Shall

XX.

Shall then the wretch, whofe daftard heart
Shrinks at a tyrant's nobler part,

And only dares betray;

With reptile wiles, alas! prevail,

Where force, and rage, and priest-craft fail,

To pilfer pow'r away?

XXI.

O! fhall the bought, and buying tribe,
The slaves who take, and deal the bribe,
A people's claims enjoy!

So Indian murd'rers hope to gain

The pow'rs and virtues of the flain,

Of wretches they destroy.

XXII.

Avert it, heaven! you love the brave, You hate the treach'rous, willing flave, "The felf-devoted head.

"Nor fhall an hireling's voice convey

"That facred prize to lawless sway, "For which a nation bled."

XXIII.

Vain pray'r, the coward's weak refource!
Directing reafon, active force,

Propitious heaven bestows.

But ne'er fhall flame the thund'ring sky,

To aid the trembling herd that fly

Before their weaker foes.

XXIV.

In names there dwell no magick charms,
The British virtues, British arms

Unloos'd our fathers' band:

Say, Greece and Rome! if these shou'd fail,
What names, what ancestors avail,

To fave a finking land?

XXV.

Far, far from us fuch ills fhall be,
Mankind fhall boast one nation free,
One monarch truly great :
Whose title speaks a people's choice,
Whose fovereign will a people's voice,
Whose strength a profp'rous state.

VERSE S to CAMILLA.

By the Same.

EARY'D with indolent repose,

A life unmix'd with joys or woes ;
Where all the lazy moments crept,
And every paffion fluggish slept;
I wish'd for love's inspiring pains,
To rouze the loiterer in my veins.
Th' officious power my call attends,
He who uncall'd his fuccour lends;

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