Humanity, or the rights of nature, a poem in two books. By the author of sympathy [i.e. S. J. Pratt] |
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Yet here the tyrant's self is insecure,
For no succession to the Crown is sure,
A race of strangled kindred pave the way,
And oft the scepter'd slave is made a prey;
O Hapless Asia, whilst such horror reigns,
What British Muse will rest upon thy plains?
For no succession to the Crown is sure,
A race of strangled kindred pave the way,
And oft the scepter'd slave is made a prey;
O Hapless Asia, whilst such horror reigns,
What British Muse will rest upon thy plains?
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