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Then by the spring or fountain we would sit,All fring'd with moss; and in their bubbles read
The fate of heroes, who with rapture stride,
Lawless and rude—abhorring and abhorr'd—
From realm to realm, to find themselves a grave.
Oh! could'st thou look into a tyrant's heart,
Thou'd see a thousand signs of stripes and stabs,
Engrain'd in bloody characters. A tyrant?
I would not pay his penalty of state,
For all this pen could number in a year!
| The Fall of the Leaf | |