 | The life of Robert Bruce |  |
To the Author.
Bright , as from Chaos sprung the Universe,Shines Scotland's Hero in your polish'd Verse:
And as, from Thraldom and Oppression, He
Majestick rose his native Land to free;
With equal Vigour, and as glorious Rage,
Thro' the rude Gibberish of a barb'rous Age,
You march and fetch his noble Acts to Light,
In Numbers daring as himself in Fight.
Let carping Critics, Foes, yet Friends to Fame,
Their utmost do thy well-meant Work to blame;
Such is the Temper of thy Manly Page,
As soothes their Venom and restrains their Rage;
Foil'd like the Foes of the Great BRUCE, You sing,
Submissive they retreat, and own the Victor King.
Such is thy Work by Opposition made,
And such the Glory round it vanquish'd Critics shed.
W. P.
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