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SONNET XXXIII.

To the Memory of John Hampden, Esq;
O Hampden, last of that illustrious line,
Which greatly stood in Liberty's dear cause,
Zelous to vindicate our trampled laws
And rights which Britons never can resign,
From the wild clame of impious Right Divine,
Then when fell Tyranny with harpy claws
Had seiz'd it's prey, and the devouring jaws
Of that seven-headed Monster, at whose shrine
The Nations bow, threaten'd our swift decay;
Neighbor and Friend, farewell—but not with Thee
Shall die the record of thy House's fame;
Thy grateful Country shall it's praise convey
From age to age, and, long as Britain's free,
Britons shall boast in Hampden's glorious name.