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CUPID EXERCISING HIS DRUM, HAVING PLACED HIS BANNER IN SAFETY.

This thought was soothing: Love grew pleas'd,
His flag he furl'd, his drum he seiz'd,
And on it pour'd a nervous peal,
While his lip spoke what every breast must feel:—
'Tis not coercion's iron chain
Will bind the British freeman's heart,
'Tis not compulsive ire can gain
The palm of honour from desert;
A willing duty proudly flows
From impulse of th' unfetter'd mind,
A firm protection firmer grows
From patriot bravery, self-combin'd:
Such is the trench by England thrown
Around the Sovereign she reveres,
And such the safeguard France must own
Has taught her, by some sapient fears,
That voluntary Force hath charmed power
To curb Ambition's march, in Passion's maddening hour.