Or tinkle in 'Change Alley, to amuse

The leathern ears of stock-jobbers and jews.

A. Vouchsafe, at least, to pitch the key of

rhyme

To themes more pertinent, if less sublime.

When ministers and ministerial arts;

Patriots, who love good places at their hearts;
When admirals, extolled for standing still,
Or doing nothing with a deal of skill;

Generals who will not conquer when they may,
Firm friends to peace, to pleasure, and good pay;
When freedom, wounded almost to despair,
Though discontent alone can find out where;
When themes like these employ the poet's tongue,

I hear as mute as if a syren sung.

Or tell me, if you can, what power maintains

A Briton's scorn of arbitrary chains;

That were a theme might animate the dead,

And move the lips of poets cast in lead.

B. The cause, though worth the search, may

yet elude

Conjecture and remark, however shrewd.

They take perhaps a well-directed aim,
Who seek it in his climate and his frame.
Liberal in all things else, yet nature here
With stern severity deals out the year.
Winter invades the spring, and often pours

A chilling flood on summer's drooping flowers;
Unwelcome vapours quench autumnal beams,
Ungenial blasts attending curl the streams;

The peasants urge their harvest, ply the fork
With double toil, and shiver at their work;
Thus with a rigour, for his good designed,
She rears her favourite man of all mankind.
His form robust and of elastic tone,

Proportion'd well, half muscle and half bone,
Supplies with warm activity and force

A mind well-lodged, and masculine of course.

Hence liberty, sweet liberty inspires,

And keeps alive his fierce but noble fires.
Patient of constitutional controul,

He bears it with meek manliness of soul;
But, if authority grow wanton, woe
To him, that treads upon his free born toe;
One step beyond the boundary of the laws
Fires him at once in freedom's glorious cause.
Thus proud prerogative, not much revered,

Is seldom felt, though sometimes seen and heard, And in his cage, like parrot fine and gay,

Is kept to strut, look big, and talk away.

Born in a climate softer far than our's,

Not formed like us, with such Herculean powers,

The Frenchman, easy, debonnair, and brisk,

Give him his lass, his fiddle, and his frisk,

Is always happy, reign whoever may,
And laughs the sense of misery far away;
He drinks his simple beverage with a gust;
And, feasting on an onion and a crust,

We never feel the alacrity and joy,

With which he shouts and carols Vive le Roy,
Filled with as much true merriment and glee,
As if he heard his king say-Slave, be free.
Thus happiness depends, as nature shows,
Less on exterior things than most suppose.
Vigilant over all that he has made,
Kind Providence attends with gracious aid;
Bids equity throughout his works prevail,
And weighs the nations in an even scale;
He can encourage slavery to a smile,

And fill with discontent a British isle.

A. Freeman and slave then, if the case be such,

Stand on a level; and you prove too much:

If all men indiscriminately share

His fostering power, and tutelary care,
As well be yoked by despotism's hand,
As dwell at large in Britain's charter'd land.

B. No. Freedom has a thousand charms to show, That slaves, however contented, never know.

The mind attains beneath her happy reign

The growth, that nature meant she should attain;

The varied fields of science, ever new,

Opening and wider opening on her view,
She ventures onward with a prosperous force,
While no base fear impedes her in her course.
Religion, richest favour of the skies,

Stands most revealed before the freeman's eyes;
No shades of superstition blot the day,

Liberty chases all that gloom away;

The soul, emancipated, unoppressed,

Free to prove all things and hold fast the best,
Learns much; and to a thousand listening minds
Communicates with joy the good she finds;
Courage in arms, and ever prompt to show
His manly forehead to the fiercest foe;
Glorious in war, but for the sake of peace,
His spirits rising as his toils increase,

Guards well what arts and industry have won,

And freedom claims him for her first-born son.