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Some foe to his upright intent

Finds out his weaker part, Virtue engages his affent,

But pleasure wins his heart.


'Tis here the folly of the wise

Through all his art we view,
And while his tongue the charge denies,

His conscience, owns it true.


Bound on a voyage of great length

And dangers little known,
A stranger to superior strength,

Man vainly trusts his own..


But oars alone can ne'er prevail

To reach the distant coast,
The breath of heav'n must swell the fail,

Or all the toil is loft.



REBELLION is my theme all' day,

I only with 'twould come (As who knows but perhaps it may).

A little nearer home.


Yon roaring boys who rave and fight

On t'other side the Atlantic,
I always held them in the right,

But most so when most frantica



When lawless mobs insult the courty,

That man shall be my toast,
If breaking windows be the sport:

Who, bravely breaks the most...


But oh! for him my fancy culls

The choicest fow’rs she bears, Who constitutionally pulls

Your house about your ears. .

V. Such

Such civil broils are my delight,,

Tho? fome folks can't endure 'em Who say the mob are mad outright,

And that a rope must cure 'em.


A rope ! I wish we patriots had

Such strings for all who need 'em What! hang a man for going mad?:

Then farewell British freedom..

On observing some Names of little Note recorded its


OH fond attempt to give a deathless lotý. To names ignoble, born to be forgot! In vain recorded in historic page, They court the notice of a future aġe, Those twinkling tiny lustres of the land, Drop one by one from Fame's neglecting hand;, Lethæan gulphs receive them as they fall, And, dark oblivion soon absorbs them all.


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So when a child, as playful children use, Has burnt to tinder a stale last year's news, The flame extinct, he views the roving fire, There goes my lady, and there goes the squire, There


the parson, oh! illustrious fpark, And there, scarce lefs illustrious, goes the clerk.

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BETWEEN Nose and Eyes a strange contest

arose, The spectacles set them unhappily wrong ; The point in dispute was, as all the world knows,

To which the faid spectacles ought to belong.


So the tongue was the lawyer and argued the cause
With a great deal of skill, and a wig full of learn-

While chief baron Ear sat to balance the laws,
So fam’d for his talent in nicely discerning.


In behalf of the Nose, it will quickly appear,

And your lordship, he said, will undoubtedly find, That the Nose has had fpe&acles always in wear,

Which amounts to poffeffion time out of mind.


Then holding the spe&acles up to the court-
Your lordship observes they are made with a strada

As wide as the ridge of the Nose is, in short,

Design'd to fit close to it, just like a faddle.


Again, would your lordship a moment, fuppose

('Tis a case that has happen's and may be again) That the visage or countenance had not a Nose, Pray who wou'd or who cou'd wear spectacles

then ?


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On the whole it appears, and my argument shows

With a reasoning the court could never condemn, That the spectacles plainly were made for the Nose, And the Nose was as plainly intended for them.

VII. Then

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