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Thou charm'st in fancy's idle dream In reason's [[underline]] philosophic [[/underline]] page That very law which moulds a tear And bids it trickle from its source, That law preserves the Earth a sphere And guides [[underline]] the planets in their [[/underline]] Course. By Mr. Thomas Day When faithless Senates venally betray When each degenerate noble is a Slave When Britain falls an unresisting prey; What part befits [[underline]] the [[/underline]] generous & the brave? If vain the task to rouse my Country's ire And imp once more the Storks dejected wing To Solitude indignant I retire And leave the [[underline]] World [[/underline]] to parasites & Kings. Not like the deer whom wearied in the Chase Each leaf astonishes, each breeze appals, But like the Lion when he turns the chase Back on his hunters, & the valiant falls.
