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My first's a race of birds of towering flight, My seconds, to consign to endless night; My whole, the Olive as a trophy boasts Invasion threatning now no more our Coasts, While Squibs & Crackers join their blazing aid With gaudy [[underline]] lamps to gazing [[/underline]] crowds display'd. he walks on two legs, looks the World in the face, & counts for one on the muster roll -- "but nature crescent in him grew only in height & bulk" yet on the parade, fools and gapers will mistake him for a man.--
