An Epistle from William, Lord Russell, to William, Lord Cavendish: Written in Newgate, on Friday Night, July 20th, 1683 ...

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Página 9 - Curst be the verse, how well soe'er it flow, That tends to make one worthy man my foe, Give virtue scandal, innocence a fear, Or from the soft-eyed virgin steal a tear...
Página 1 - Beyond or love's or friendship's sacred band, Beyond myself I prize my native land: On this foundation would I build my fame, And emulate the Greek and Roman name; Think England's peace bought cheaply with my blood, And die with pleasure for my country's good.
Página 7 - Th' indignant pride that in my bofom fwell'd $ I fu'd — the weak attempt I blufh to own— I fu'd for mercy, proftrate at the throne. O ! blot the foible out, my noble friend, With human firmnefs human feelings blend ! When Love's endearments fofteft moments feize, And Love's dear pledges hang upon the knees, When Nature's...
Página 17 - The facred compaft by which monarchs reign ! ' Wife to forefee all danger from afar, ' And brave to meet the thunders of the war! ' Let pure religion, not to forms confin'd, ' And love of freedom, fill his generous mind ! ' Warm let his breaft with fparks celeftial glow, ' Benign to man, the tyrant's deadly foe ! • While finking nations reft upon his arm, • Do thou the great Deliverer fhield from harm...
Página 15 - The axe, which executes the harfh decree. But wounds the flefh, to fet the fpirit free! Well may the man a tyrant's frown defpife, Who, fpurning earth, to heaven for refuge flies ; And on thy mercy, when his foes prevail, Builds his firm truit ; that rock can never fail ! Hear then, Jehovah ! hear thy fervant's prayer...
Página i - Yet fear not thou, when Liberty difplays " Her glorious flag, to fteer his courfe to praife ; " For know, (whoe'er thou art that read'ft his fate, " And think'ft, perhaps, his...
Página 18 - Ruthlefs march'd forth, his country to devour, With firm-brac'd nerve repell'd the brutal force, And ftopp'd th' unwieldy giant in his courfe.
Página 16 - Slavery fhake her threat'ning chain, And Perfecution wave her torch in vain ! Arife, O Lord ! and hear thy people's call ! Nor for one man let three great kingdoms fall ! O ! that my blood may glut the barbarous rage Of Freedom's foes, and England's ill* affwage !— Grant but that prayer, I afk for no repeal, A...
Página 4 - ... is free, And flies unfetter'd, Cavendish, to thee ! " Thou dear companion of my better days, When, hand in hand, we trod the paths of...
Página 15 - In whofe great balance, infinitely juft, Kings are but men, and men are only duft ; At thy tribunal low thy fuppliant falls, And here condemn'd, on thee for mercy calls ! Thou hear'ft not, Lord ! an hypocrite complain, And fure with thee hypocrify were vain ; To thy all-piercing eye the heart lies bare, Thou know'ft my fins, and, knowing, ftill canft fpare ! Though partial power its...

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