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Rh Hail to the low dull rumble, dull and dead,

And ponderous drag that shakes the wall.

Wise Draco comes, deep in the midnight roll

Of black artillery; he comes, though late;

In code corroborating Calvin's creed

And cynic tyrannies of honest kings;

He comes, nor parlies; and the Town redeemed,

Give thanks devout; nor, being thankful, heeds

The grimy slur on the Republic's faith implied,

Which holds that Man is naturally good,

And—more—is Nature's Roman, never to be scourged.