"Oh! if they can, their lot is cast; "One hundred miles will soon be passed-- "This Day the Federal Dome is cleared, "To Paulus'-Hook the barge is steered, "Where Timon's coach stands ready geered!" [1790.] [41] In the edition of 1795 this bore the title "On the Departure of the Grand Sanhedrim." Text from the 1809 edition. THE AMERICAN SOLDIER[42] [A Picture from the Life] "_To serve with love, And shed your blood, Approved may be above, And here below (Examples shew) 'Tis dangerous to be good._" --LORD OXFORD. Deep in a vale, a stranger now to arms, Too poor to shine in courts, too proud to beg, He, who once warred on Saratoga's plains, Sits musing o'er his scars, and wooden leg. Remembering still the toil of former days, To other hands he sees his earnings paid;-- They share the due reward--he feeds on praise, Lost in the abyss of want, misfortune's shade. Far, far from domes where splendid tapers glare, 'Tis his from dear bought peace no wealth to win, Removed alike from courtly cringing 'squires, The great-man's Levee, and the proud man's grin. Sold are those arms which once on Britons blazed, When, flushed with conquest, to the charge they came; That power repelled, and Freedom's fabrick raised, She leaves her soldier--famine and a name! [1790] [42] The first trace I can find of this poem is in the edition of 1795. Text from the 1809 edition. OCCASIONED[43] By a Legislation Bill proposing a Taxation upon Newspapers "'Tis time to tax the News, (Sangrado cries) "Subjects were never good that were too wise: "In every hamlet, every trifling town, "Some sly, designing fellow sits him down, "On spacious folio prints his weekly mess, "And spreads around the poison of his Press. "Hence, to the World the streams of scandal flow, "Disclosing secrets, that it should not know, "Hence courtiers strut with libels on their backs;-- "And shall not news be humbled by a tax! "Once ('tis most true) such papers did some good, "When British chiefs arrived in angry mood: "By them enkindled, every heart grew warm, "By them excited, all were taught to arm, "When some, retiring to Britannia's clime, "Sat brooding o'er the vast events of time; "Doubtful which side to take, or what to say, "Or who would win, or who would lose the day. "Those times are past; (and past experience shews) "The well-born sort alone, should read the news, "No common herds should get behind the scene "To view the movements of the state machine: "One paper only, filled with courtly stuff, "One paper, for one country is enough, "Where incense offered at Pomposo's shrine "Shall prove his house-dog and himself divine." [43] Published in the _Daily Advertiser_ early in 1791. Text from the 1809 edition. LINES[44]