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Weak and irresolute is man;
The purpose of to day, Woven with pains into his plan,
To morrow rends away.
The bow well bent, and smart the spring,
Vice seems already slain;
And it revives again.
Some foe to his upright intent
Finds out his weaker part; Virtue engages his assent,
But Pleasure wins his heart.
Tis here the folly of the wise
And, while his tongue the charge denies,
Bound. on a voyage of awful length
And dangers little known,
A stranger to superior strength,
Man vainly trusts his own.
But oars alone can ne'er prevail,
To reach the distant coast;
Or all the toil is lost.
THE MODERN PATRIOT. I.
Rebellion is my theme all day;
I only wish 'twould come
A little nearer home.
Yon roaring boys who rave and fight
On t'other side th' Atlantic,
When lawless mobs insult the court,
That man shall be my toast,
The choicest flow'rs she bears,
Though some folks can't endure thera,
Such strings for all who need 'em— What! hang a man for going mad! Then farewell British freedom.
SOME NAMES OF LITTLE NOTE
THE BIOGRAPHIA BRITANNICA.
Oh, fond attempt to give a deathless lot
So when a child, as playful children use,
OF AN ADJUDGED CASE NOT TO BE FOUND IN ANY OF THE BOOKS.
Between Nose and Eyes a strange contest arose, The spectacles set them unhappily wrong;
The point in dispute was, as all the world knows, To which the said spectacles ought to belong.
So Tongue was the lawyer, and argued the cause
With a great deal of skill, and a wig full of learning; While chief baron Ear sat to balance the laws, So fani'd for his talent in nicely discerning.
In behalf of the Nose it will quickly appear,
And yourlordship, he said, will undoubtedly find, That the Nose has had spectacles always in wear, Which amounts to possession time out of mind.
IV. Then holding the spectacles up to the court— Your lordship observes they are made with a straddle,