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Useful, we grant, it serves what life requires,
But dreadful too, the dark Assassin hires:
Trade it may help, Society extend;
But lures the Pyrate, and corrupts the Friend:
It raises Armies in a nation's aid,
But bribes a Senate, and the Land's betray'd.
But dreadful too, the dark Assassin hires:
Trade it may help, Society extend;
But lures the Pyrate, and corrupts the Friend:
It raises Armies in a nation's aid,
But bribes a Senate, and the Land's betray'd.
Oh! that such Bulky bribes as all might see
Still, as of old, encumber'd Villainy!
In vain may Heroes fight, and Patriots rave,
If secret Gold saps on from knave to knave.
Could France or Rome divert our brave designs,
With all their brandies, or with all their wines?
What could they more than knights and squires confound,
Or water all the Quorum ten miles round?
A statesman's slumbers how this speech would spoil,
"Sir, Spain has sent a thousand jars of oyl;
"Huge bales of British cloth blockade the Door;
"A hundred Oxen at your levee roar.
Still, as of old, encumber'd Villainy!
In vain may Heroes fight, and Patriots rave,
If secret Gold saps on from knave to knave.
Could France or Rome divert our brave designs,
With all their brandies, or with all their wines?
What could they more than knights and squires confound,
Or water all the Quorum ten miles round?
A statesman's slumbers how this speech would spoil,
"Sir, Spain has sent a thousand jars of oyl;
"Huge bales of British cloth blockade the Door;
"A hundred Oxen at your levee roar.
Poor Avarice one torment more would find,
Nor could Profusion squander all, in kind.
Astride his Cheese Sir Morgan might we meet,
And Worldly crying Coals from street to street,
Nor could Profusion squander all, in kind.
Astride his Cheese Sir Morgan might we meet,
And Worldly crying Coals from street to street,
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