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C O L U M B I A D.

In death's eternal deep forever bound, Breathlefs, they lie extended on the ground. Kor wife, nor child, nor faithful friend was near. To clofe their eyes, or drop the parting tear : Widows and orphans flock around the coaft, — Thefe mourn their hulbands, thofe their fathers loft; Am] m the violence of grief they fwear, The king and North (hall all their lofs repair.

Deluded fouls! nor prayers nor tears prevail. North guides the ftortn, and proudly rules the gale. His heart no moving plaint did ever move. Or felt, I ween, the foft delights of love. Nurs'd in the fchool of tyranny and ftrife. Far from the fcenes of Iweet domeftic life; Son of ambition, tool of royal pow'r — Britannia trembled on his natal hour: Thick louring clouds hung threat'ning o*er the land. Prophetic figns of dreadful woes at hand; Commotions dire, that threaten'd inltant death- Such as when Cromwe/iclvcAf his lateft breath; When the fierce winds flew howling o'er the ifle. That death, well pleas'd, aif^am'd a horrid fmile. Thus nature oft, in dreadful form appears, To prove our virtue, or alarm^ our fears.

CANTO III.

_L H E thundering cannon now v,ere heard afar, Deep-throated engines, threat'ning dreadful war : The dreaming meteors* glide along the fl<y, The fnepherds gaze with terror in each eye : — The village teacher looks profoundly wise. And fcares the crowd with frightful prophefies,

as ce tain figr-s of divine difpleafure, foretelling bloody wars and diead- ful convuifions n'gh'ai hand.
 * The Ai-T ira Horealls, by many of the country people efieem-J