The power of sympathy: or, The triumph of nature. Founded in truth.Brown, William Hill
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The power of sympathy: or, The triumph of nature. Founded in truth.
Brown, William Hill
Man-woman relationships -- Fiction
PRIDE said, to gain his private ends,
He sacrific’d his dearest friends;
Insulted all with manners rude,
And introduc’d ingratitude.
’Twas he infus’d DOMESTICK hate,
And party spirit in the state;
Hop’d they’d observe his mystick plan,
Destroy’d all confidence in man;
And justifi’d his high pretentions,
By causing envy and dissentions.
INTEMPERANCE loud, demands the place,
He’d long deceiv’d the human race;
None could such right as he maintain,
Disease and death were in his train.
THEFT next appears to claim the station,
E’er constant in his dark vocation;
He thought the place might well repay,
The CRIME who labour’d night and day.
FRAUD own’d (tho’ loth to speak his praise)
He gain’d his point by secret ways;
His voice in cities had been heard,
And oft in senates been preferr’d!
Yet much derision had he borne,
Treated by honest fools with scorn;
His influence on the western shore
Was not so great as heretofore:
He own’d each side alike assail’d,
Complain’d how sadly he was rail’d,
Curst by the name in ev’ry street.
Of Paper, Tendry, Rogue and Cheat:
Yet if some honour should requite
His labour—things might still go right.
MURDER before the footstool stood,
With tatter’d robe distain’d in blood.
‘And who,’ he cry’d, with daring face,
‘Denies my title to the place?
My watchful eyes mankind survey,
And single out the midnight prey;
No cowardlike I meet the foe,
With footsteps insecure and slow,
Or cause his death by languid strife—
Boldly this dagger ends his life.
Give back, ye CRIMES, your claims resign,
For I demand the post as mine.’
AV’RICE declar’d his love of gold;
His nation, or himself he sold;
He taught the sin of PRIDE betimes;
Was foster-father of all CRIMES:
He pawn’d his life; he sak’d his soul,
And found employment for the whole:
Acknowleg’d that he gain’d his wealth,
By FRAUD, by MURDER; and by STEALTH:
On one so useful to her cause,
VICE well might lavish due applause.
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