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Rh Away, deceitful cares, away! And let me listen to his lay, While flow'ry dreams my soul employ; While turtle-wing'd the laughing hours Lead hand in hand the festal pow'rs, Lead youth and love, and harmless joy.

Broke from the fetters of his native land, Devoting shame and vengeance to her lords, With louder impulse and a threat'ning hand, The Lesbian patriot smites the sounding chords: Ye wretches, ye perfidious train, Ye curst of Gods and free-born men, Ye murd'rers of the laws, Tho' now you glory in your lust, Tho' now you tread the feeble neck in dust, Yet Time and righteous will judge your dreadful cause. Rh