The poems of Dr. Yalden | ||
THE MORAL.
Though Discord forms the elements for war,
Their well-pois'd strength prevents the fatal jar:
Harmonious Nature sets the balance right,
And each compels the other to unite.
Their well-pois'd strength prevents the fatal jar:
Harmonious Nature sets the balance right,
And each compels the other to unite.
In empire thus true union is maintain'd,
Each power's by a subordinate restrain'd:
But when, like raging waves, they overflow
Their stated bounds, and on the weaker grow,
Thrice happy realms! where there are patriots found,
To check invaders, and maintain their ground.
Each power's by a subordinate restrain'd:
But when, like raging waves, they overflow
Their stated bounds, and on the weaker grow,
Thrice happy realms! where there are patriots found,
To check invaders, and maintain their ground.
The poems of Dr. Yalden | ||