Poems to Thespia To Which are Added, Sonnets, &c. [by Hugh Downman] |
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XXV. To J. RICHARDS, Esq.
Still lasts this odious war; time swiftly flies;We idly waste our treasure and our blood;
New dangers threaten; foes on foes arise:
While dissipation, like a torrent flood,
Swells o'er it's banks, and covers all the land.
How few the Wise! How small the Patriot Band!
Our boasted constitution is no more;
Corruption reigns with arbitrary sway;
Yet still our footsteps loiter as before,
And murmuring at our slavery, here we stay.
Nor thou for Switzerland preparest thy flight,
Nor have I strove America to gain;
Contented thou, in words with knaves to fight,
And I to frame the soft and tender strain.
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