rft m *L?Wr B. University of California Berkeley Purchased as the gift of ELINOR R. HELLER THE Political Green-Houfej FOR THE YEAR 1798. ADDRESSED TO THE READERS OF THE CONNECTICUT COURANT, JANUARY ift, 1799. PUBLISHED ACCORDING TO ACT OF CONGRESS. H ARTFO RD; PRINTED BY" HUDSON & GOODWIN. The Political Green-Houfe, FOR THE TEAR 1798. o FT has the NEW-YEAR'S Mufe effay'd, To quit the annual rhyming trade, Oft has me hop'd the period nigh, When fools would ceafe, and knaves would die But each fucceeding year has tax'd her With " more laft words of Mr. Baxter ;" And moft of all, has Ninety Eight, Outftripp'd the years of former date. And while a Jacobin remains, While Frenchmen live, and Faction reigns, Her voice, array'd in awful rhyme, Shall thunder down the fteep of Time. Scarce had the New- Year's wintry fun, His mort-liv'd daily courfe begun, When lo ! a ftrange, offenfive brute, Too wild to tame, too bafe to moot, A Lyon of Hibernian breed, In Congrefs rear'd his fhaggy head. What fpeculations might be made, Were men acquainted with the trade. In countries new, the market price Will often take a wondrous rife, And things to day are held for nought, Which fcarce to-morrow can be bought. This beaft, within a few fhort years, Was purchased with a yoke of fteers ; But now, the wife Vermonters fay, He's worth fix hundred cents per day. When erft Britannia's hoftile hofts, Ravag'd our long extended coafts, This Lyon, FalftafF like, impell'd By " inftinft" fhunn'd the dangerous field. And yet, in him, our patriot props, Had centerM all their darling hopes, That he, by fpitting, would obtain, What they had talk'd for long in rain. It chanc'd one memorable day, 'Mongft gentlemen he happ'd to ftray, Where, ignorant what to fay, or do, His monkey tricks began to mew, When Grifwold's ftick of vigour full, Knock'd gently on his folid fkull ; By courage, ftrength, and flight forfaken, Not " inftintf" now could fave his bacon, But as he drew his " WOODEN-SWORD," He roar'd and kick'd, and kick'd and roar'd. With lefs of Lyon, than of iheep, The beaft retires to warn, and weep ; While Elmendorph and Havens join, To bathe his wounds with oil and wine. Long had the JefFerfonian band, Determined here to take their ftand, To us, their vile intrigues impart, And old Connecticut fubvert. Firm on her rock, fublime me flood, And all their arts indignart view'd ; With fmiles beheld them, fill'd with plot, Come fneaking round that precious fpot, Where erft the Stelligeri Club, Held converfe fweet with Peter Grabb, And where, tho' loft their quondam Clerk, They ftill keep Records in the dark. Here then our Jacobins refort, For luftnefs fome, and fome for Court-, Each unfiiplclous of the reft, (No mifchief rankling in his breaft,} But each, as order'd, took his ftation, And rattled up a Nomination, Mix'd up of various forts, and kinds, Themfelves ahead, a few for blinds, , The reft, a coarfe, outlandifh Crew, J Which fcarcely any body Hnew. * As harbinger of fure fuccefs, 'Twas next agreed to fill the prefs, And thro* the weekly prints, enlighten The people's fhipid fkulls by writing. Sooa our " impartial paper" teems With deep laid plots, and cunning fchemes ; Don Quixotte, knight of woeful face, *. Led on the Revolution race ; U Then followed on a namelefs tribe,* Too poor to mention or defcribe, While Granger fill'd with weightier matters, Employed his time in gutting letters. This precious ftory foon took wind, Out turn'd the aged, deaf, and blind, All honeft men from fmall, to great, Combined their force to fave the (late, Tumbled each caitiff from his ftation, And purg'd the chequer'd Nomination. Poor Gideon, with aftonifh'd eye, Beheld the ftroke of Fate draw nigh, And like Ahithophel the Sage, In deep defpair, commix'd with rage, Saddled his afs, took leave of pelf, Wrote No. 4, and hang'd himfelf. Long had our MinifFers of Peace, The infults borne of Gallia's race. At length, the Envoys deign to tell us, They had to deal with fcurvy fellows, With Autun, and the five-head Beaft, And half the Alphabet at lead. The budget op'd, in Congrefs, fliow'd The whole contrivance of the brood, * See the vile, fexlitious publications in the Mid- i dlefex Gazette, &c. lad fpriag. And that their -heads were bent on brewing Subjection, infamy, and ruin. While joy each Federal feature crown'd, And triumph glow'd the Hall around j Xach Jacobin began to ftir, And fate, as tho' on chefnut burr. Up the long fpace from chin, to forehead, Sate every feature of the horrid ; Their moon-ey'd leaders ftood like beacons, Or as a drove of Satan's Deacons, When from the burning lake, in ire. They fat their feet on folid fire, To find if war, or fly pollution, Could raife in Heaven a revolution. Pale melancholy mark'd their features, The moft forlorn of human creatures ; While (hame, deep-ftamp'd as tho' with thunder, Reliev'd the unmeaning ftare of wonder ; Yet blended with fell caft of guilt, Like Cain's when Abel's blood was fpilt. At length, from lethargy profound, Congrefs awoke, and ftar'd around. The major part, with heart and hand, Extend protection to the land, Diffolve our treaties, arm our hods, And drive the robbers from our coafli. Next from the prefs the tidings ran, From ftate to ftate, from man to mass, In Freedom's caufe they all combine, And Georgia, and New-Hampfhire join. The warlike fpirit fills the prefTes, And teems the nation with addrefTes, Anfwers, Refolves, and Toaits in throngs, Orations, Sermons, Prayers, and Songs. The fpirit freed of righteous hate, Like wild- fire fpreadsfrrn ftate to ftate, And made thy fons, Columbia, fee The extreme of infult heap'd on thee Made thee behold the juft renown Of HiMj who wears thy lau/ell'd crown, And gave his heaven-directed peri r New themes in civic walks of men, Which, thro* the world (hall waft thy fame* Beneath the banners of his name. Eas'd now of much incumbent weight, Proceeds the bufinefs of the State. Rais'd by the found of war's alarms, Our ardent youth all fly to arms, And from the workfhop, and the field, The active labourers feize the mield, While on the filver'd brow of age, Relumes the fire of martial rage. Our veteran Chiefs, whofe honoured fears,, Are tiophies ftill of former wars, Appointed move beneath their SHIELD, To reap the ripen 'd martial field. And lo ! From Vernon's facred hill, Where peaceful fpirits love to dwell, Yet, where fome warrior-angel (hews, How Heaven was purg'd of hellifh foes, Where thrice retired from war's alarms, Slept, and awoke thy conquering arms, Where late, and laft from more renown. Than glitters o'er an eaftern crown,- The HERO comes ! whofe Laurels green, In bloom eternal (hall be feen ; While Gallic Ivy fades away, Before the fcorching eye of Day. He comes ! he conies ! to re-array Your hofts, ye heroes, for the affray I Him for your head collect from far The mield, the fword and plume of war ^ Indignant earth rejoicing hears, Fell infult briftling up your {pears, And joins her horts to crufli the foes Of virtue, and her own repofe. Now fee each Jacobinic face, Redden'd with guilt, with fear, difgrace, While tnro' the land, with keeneft ire, Kindles the patriotic fire ! See JefFerfon with deep difmay, Shrink from the piercing eye of day, Left from the tottering chair of ftat, The ftorm fhould hurl him to his fate ! Great Sire of (lories paft belief ! Hiftorian of the Mingo Chief ! Philofopher of Indian's hair 1 Inventor of a rocking chair ! The Correfpondent of Mazze* ! And Banneker lefs black than he ! With joy we find thee rife from coguing With Judge M'Kean, and " footijb Logan*" And reeling down the factious dance, Send Deborah's hufband off to France, To tell the Frenchmen, to their coft, They reckoned here without their hoft ; Whilft thou, to fmooth the ills of life, Held fweet communion with the wife. Lo ! now too difmal forms*!" draw nigh, And cloud the Jacobinic fky, While awful JufHce lours around, And Law's loud thunders rock the ground. Each factious alien flirinks with dread, And hides his hemp-devoted head ; While Slander's /oul feditious crew, With gnafhing teeth retire from view. See yon vile Beaft, while Freedom fmiles, Led by ftern Judice in her toils, Undaunted to the Judgment Seat, Where upright freemen feal his fate ; When, lo ! dejected, and forlorn, The Lyon from his vifage torn, He fliews a Calf from head to tail, And barters Congrefs for a jail. In Bofton too, whofe garden bears Some plants as vile as Nature rears, Uplifts the hideous form of Law, And on Tom Adams lays his paw. f The Alien, and Sedition La\T. * Deferted at his utmofl need," By thofe whofe lies he long has fpread, Before the bar the culprit ftands, With not a wretch to eafe his bands. Poor guilty daftard ! ftand afide ! Already gapes the prifon wide ! Nat Fellows, and old Thompfon,* eke, Cannot redeem thy forfeit neck ; The dungeon walls fhall teach thee reafon, At lead fhall make thee fick of Treafon. From thefe dread fcenes of wild affright, Bache and Tom Greenleaf took their flight, The Yellow Fever clos'd their date, And fav'd two halters to the State. See next, brave MaiTachufett's Sires, Whofe breads ftill burn with Freedom's fires, Whofe dauntlefs bofoms never yield, Nor fliun the foe, nor quit the field, Where Independence took her frand, And fhot her lightening thro* the land, Again their true-born zeal difplay, Again to Freedom lead the way. To fave our Country from difgrace, Her Councils fhut from Aliens bafe, Boftonia's valiant fons combine, And call their fitter ftates to join. The fire has caught the flames anfe, And fpread thro'out the northern fides, And fhall our fouthern friends forbear In Freedom's glorious caufe to mare ? When bleft with fons of brighteft name, Alive to all its growing fame, Shall they floop downward to difgrace, And crouch beneath a foreign race ? Forbid it pride Each manly foul, Difdains the renegade's control, Columbia's fons fhall bear the fway, In fouthern, as in northern day. * The -worthy gentlenten who finally gave bail for Ibis coateinptible tool of Fa&ion. 10 Behold ! along yon weftern plains, Where wild Mifrule with Mifchief reigns, Behold that dark Intriguer (leer A devious eourfe, thro* Faction's fphere ! Not yet matur'd to Freedom's fun, His feven mort feafonsf fcarcely run, The brogue ftill hobbling on his tongue, His brows with rank Rebellion hung, See him with brazen forehead (land, Among the fathers of the land, With daring voice her glory mar, And gam her face with many a fear. Ye heirs of Penn's undying name, Where is your fpirit, where your mame ! Roufe from your bafe degenerate Irate, And chace this hireling from his feat. Once more, far-ftretch'd from South to North s The Peftilence ftalks dreadful forth, And arm'd with fubtler venom, frowns', To thin our marts and crouded towns, He walks unfeen the midnight way, And v/afteth at the noon of day. In vain, to check his fell career, Apollo;}: waves his fhield and fpear ; Where'er the yellow Fiend draws nigh, He fills with death the tainted fky, The city wraps in midnight gloom, And marks whole myriads for the tomb. In vain from crowded towns they hafte, . His fhafts unfeen their flight arreft ; Man flies from man, as tho' purfued In vengeance of a brother's blood ; But finds no refuge from the grave, Alas ! no altar blefs'd to fave. f By the Confutation of the United States, no for- -*"gner can be elefted a Reprefcntative in Congrefs, until he has been fevcn years a citizen of the United States. J Apollo the god O f rhyfic. II When erfl th' Almighty's vengeful ire Wrapp'd Sodom's guilty domes in fire, Lot from the fcene of horror flew, And fafe to friendly Zoar withdrew j But here no place a fhelter yields, No Zoar the friendlefs exile fliields. No rules by which the wifeft live, No aid that Med'cine knows to give, When Peftilence burfts dreadful forth, Can fave the fated fons of Earth. Nor bright endowments of the mind, Wkh learning fraught and tafte refin'd, Nor pitying heart for others woe, Can turn afide the fatal blow ; Elfe had his fhafts that wing'd the Iky, Pafs'd thee, O SMITH || in fafety by Thy friends' delight, thy parents ftay, Fond hope of their declining day ; . Nor had thofe floods of forrow, burft, Lamented COOPER^ o'er thy duft ; Nor mourning Science wept forlorn, O'er learn'd SCANDELLA'S* timelefs urn. || Do&or Elihu H. Smith of New r York. Dodlor Cooper of Philadelphia. * Doctor I. B. Scandella of Venice, who died iu New-York during the prevalence of the Yellow fever this fall. The fate of thcfe three gentlemen, was attended with fome interefting circumflances. During the Yellow Fever in Philadelphia, Do&or Cooper was feized with the diftemper. He was kindly attended by a friend ; who before the Do&or's recovery was taken ill. Doctor Cooper, confidering himfelf indebt ed to his friend, infifted on taking care of him a re- lapfe was the confequence and he fell a victim to his high fenfe of gratitude. Dodlor Smith had contracted an intimacy with Bo&or Scandella. The latter was at New- York, waiting for the Englifh Packet, to take paflage for Europe, He there heard that a foreign lady in Phil adelphia, to whofe daughter he was attached, was fick of the Yellow Fever. He returned there to allcviv 12 Learn then COLUMBIANS, ere too late, If not to cure, to ward the fate ; For when fwart ikies find filth beneath, They breed fwift mefTengers of death. Let BELGIAN neatnefs mantle o'er The marts and towns around your more ; And ere the Dog Star's fultry rays Dawn and decline with folar blaze, Stretch daily in warm baths your limbs, Or lave you o'er in tepid ftreams. Let no late revels break your reft, Nor pafTion rankle in the breaft ; The ftricfteft temperance of the board. And glafs, can potent aid afford. Ye heirs of wealth ! to rural feats Retire from furnmer's fcorching heats, And let the virtuous fons of want, Throng gladning round the fylvan haunt, On tented plaias ; and often tafte With you, the fimple plain repaft. From ardent fpirits moft refrain, Dire fources of difeafe, and pain. Time fails, to tell you how the Peft, When firft he thrills may be repreft ; This then, and whence the Hydra fprings, What aids, or blunts, his venom'd ftings, And how from earth to make him flee, Is left, O learned RUSH ! with thee. ate the diftrefs of the family. The mother and the .daughter both died. Dodlor Scandella returned to New- York difconfolate ; but could find no pcrfon who dared to take him as a lodger. He wrte the fa6l to Doctor Smith, who cheerfully invited him home ; where he was immediately attacked with the idiftemper. Doctor Smith attended him, until he was ,alfo feized, and obliged to be removed. A friend of his, who lived with him, took care of Doctor Scaii- .dtlla until he expired and then had the lame melan choly tafk to perform for Doctor Smith. The gen tlemen were iill diftmyilfhed for their genius, and er udition, and had fair profpeils of being .extenfivejy in ths ir j>rofcluofl< Train'd in Illumination's fchool, And hir'd by rogues to play the fool, His matter Barras to reward, Lo now the " Hatty-pudding" Bard, His wandering wits, and cunning call'd in, Writes o'er " his book" to Parfon Baldwin. This book, by regular gradation, From Baldwin mounts to Thomfon Mafon j From Mafon naturally progrefTes, And conies to light in Lyoa's preffes. What eye can trace this Wifdom's fon, This " Jack-at-all trades, good at one," This ever-changing, Proteus mind, In all his turns, thro* every wind ; From telling finners where they go to, To fpeculations in Scioto, From pleading law, and taxing crimes, To Healing Colonel Humphrey's rhymes,* From morals pure, and manners plain, To herding with Munroe and Paine, From feeding on his country's bread, To aping X, and Y, and Z, From preaching Chrift, to Age of Reafbn, From writing pfalms,f to writing treafon. Beyond the Apalachian height, Let poor Kentucky mew her fpite, * In the Confpiracy of Kings, publifhed by Mr, Barlow, fince his refidence in Europe, are feveral paf- fages taken literally from No. 10 of American An tiquities, which were written by Col. Humphreys. As Mr. Barlow wrete a part of the fame No. it is probable he knew the facfb abovementioncd and there fore did not infert them ivitbout marks of quotation,, by tnijlake. It is, however, a prominent trait in the Jaco binical character, to take what belongs to others, with out leave, and without paying for it. f When Mr. Barlow was about the bufmefs of cor recting Watts's pfahns, for the ufe of the churches in Connecticut, (a work executed much t the difadvan- tage of Watts's verfion) the celebrated Arnold, who has fo often amufed his acquaintance by his fingular r 4 Pafs many a factious Refolution, To guard the Federal Constitution, And calculate, that foreign knaves, Will fave her fons from turning .flaves. And, 'tis at leaft worth Garrard's while, When labouring thus to raife a broilj To recolkft one proportion A Governor can preach Sedition. Some entertain the wife opinion, That fadtio-n lurks in Old Dominion, And, that thejGftuIa^ of Giles, Is only one, of many wiles, Which modern politicians play, To fhield their projects from the day ;.. And that mankind will quick difcern, The Farmer, found from item to ftern^ Among his kindred fpirits ftand, Hurling Rebellion o'er the land. But let the Farmer, ere too late, Remember Swanwick's* dreadful fate. Vermont a bright example fets, To all her elder fifter States. Her Councils fill'd with ftatefmen able, Refolve to cleanfe the Augaean ftable, To feize each Jacobinic Lout, Strip off his mafque, and turn him out. Kot one of all old Mofes'f race, talent at rhyming, met Mr. Barlow, and addreflctl him in the following juft, and prophetic lines " Tis God's bleftpraife you've fought to alter, " And for your pains deferve a halter ; ** You 've prov'd yourfelf a firnple creature, " Murder'd great Watts, and ruin'd metre." f A diftemper among horfes, called the POLL-IVIZ, or as it is fomctimes fpelt POLE-EVIL. This difeafc attacks the head ; and when fpelt in the former man ner, means (among men) a ftrong propcnfity to ob tain votes, no matter hoiu ; in the latter, as ftrong a tlilpofuion to erecb Liberty Poles. * It is faid this Gentleman died of the diftemper which affedts Mr. Giles. f Old father Robinfon's children fuffered much in the late purgation of (late officers in Vermont. Is fiifTer'd to fuflain a place, And the whole Lyon party find, That Federal Juftice is net blind. Strange as it Teems, this happy land s Nurfes a Jacobinic band, Who, their united force employ, Its richeft bleffings to deftroy ; And, in the place of all that's good, To mark our fate with guilt, and blood,. But ere that mighty change is wrought, Paufe for a moment from the thought ; Acrofs the Atlantic wing your way, And Gallia's wretched land furvey. There the foul breath of every crime, Contaminates the extended clime. There crum'd, and trodden to the ground, In ten-fold chains the poor are bound, Their pittance ftripp'd by ruffian hands, Their offspring forc'd to diftant lands, To ficknefs, and to want a prey, And wars more fatal far than they. There the rich foil neglected lies, No harveft meets the wandering eyes, Commerce reclines her drooping head, And Induftry the land has fled. Where Juflice rears her awful feat, The blockhead, and the villain meet, While Law aftonifh'd quits the place, And blumiag Virtue hides her face. There a whole Nation finks deprav'd, Corrupted, plundered, and enflavM, Its dignity forever flown, Its manners loft, its honour gone, High on the ruins of a throne, Behold the bafe-born tyrants frown, Rapacious, cruel, proud, and vain, Far fpreads the mifchief of their reign. Of each inherent right bereft, Not Freedom's name, nor feroblance left? I i 16 The daftard people kifs the rod, And bow beneath the tyrant's nod. Hence, let the fearching vifion bend, And o'er the moral fcene extend. There Vice unfhackled holds her reign, And binds the nation in her chain. At WEISHAUPT'S midnight orgies nurs'd. The Illuminated band accurs'd, Spread mifchief with deftruclive hand, Thro* every corner of the land. There Difcord fows the feeds of ftrife, There Murder whets the. bloody knife, Foul Inceftfeeks the eye of day, And Theft, and Robbery mark their prey. Forth from her facred Temples thruft, Her honours proflrate in the duft, Religion from the Nation flies, And wings her pafTage to the fides ; While Blafphemy tafurps her feat, And Atheifts triumph in her fate, Behold ! this dark myfterious Band, In myriads fpread thro' every land, Steal flily to the pofts of ftate, And wield unfeen the Nation's fate ! Where Virtue builds her dill retreats, Where learning holds her facred feats, Behold ! array J d in femblance fair, The fell Illuminatus there ! In fcenes like thefe, let thofe who dare JE'en wifh this peaceful land to mare, Change their dark purpofe ere too late, Or elfe prepare to meet their fate. Behold ! array'd on Gallia's coaft, A ragged, death-deyoted hoft,* Refolv'd at all events, to land On Albion's fea-furrounded ftrand. Already yields her naval force, And nought obftruds their daring courfe, T The fwaggering " Army of England." 17 While London's tempting plunder lies Unfolded to their greedy eyes. What tho' no (hips their harbours grace, Great rafts will well fupply their place, They'll " condefcendto crofs the fea, And fet thejlaves of England free ; }t 'Tis but a ftep, the fhore's in view, A half-way houfe at St. Marcou. At St. Marcou the Frenchmen calPd, And for admiflion loudly bawl'd, The tavern-keeper (hut his inn, And begg'd his friends to call again ; He'd cuftomers enough that day, Who, when they'd ate, would alfo pay. Back fled the raggamufrln crew, Curfmg their luck at St. Marcou. ** Men," fays the ancient proverb found, *' Eorn to be hang'd will ne'er be drown'd" This is the fource from whence muft flow, The ftrong inducement Frenchmen fhow To quit their home, all dangers mare, And tempt their fate no matter where. Oft has this filly fcheme been laid, And oft the mighty effort made, And juft as oft, the boafting race Have met difafter, and difgrace. As every victim of defpair, Has all to hope, and nought to fear, With Napper Tandy for their guide, Again they tempt the dangerous tide, Among the Irifh Bulls, to teach " The rights of man," and powers of fpeedi. Her ftandard fwift Rebellion rais'd, And o'er the bogs her fury blaz'd ; Teague his potatoe-field forfook, His harp, and mattock Paddy took, - The White -boy deep in den conceal'd Rum'd fearlefs to the bloody field, Determin'd, one and all, to dare In Faction's caufe the ftorm of war. 1 8 Bra?e Albion frowns their courage fails. In crouds they flock from camps to jails j .Law's awful mandates intervene, And hemp, as ufua-1, ends the fcsne. Intent to fow the feeds of ftrife, To mar each blifs of human life, Spread wide Corruption's putrid flood, And bathe the n&tions round in blood, Extinguish Freedom's laft remains, And rivet Slavery's galling chains, From France^ behold ! a favage band j Invade Helvetia's free-born land ; Where factions, jealoufies, and hate, Thofe fell deftroyers of a ftate, To French intrigues had op'd the way. Their force to weaken and betray. In vain her virtuous fons contend Tfceir rights to fave, their foil defend, Fell Faction's fchemes their views oppofe, And tiroi-d Caution aids the foes. Thro' threats, and artifices vile, Corruption bafe, or fecret wile, Th' Helvetic troops, compell'd, remain Inactive on the marfhali'd plain. Meanwhile, approach the hoftile force, No arms oppos'd to check their courfe, Nor longer deign with femblance fair, Pretended friendfhip's mafk to wear. Too late coiwinc'd, in dread furprize f Irrefolution opes his eyes ; Impell'd by courage and defpair, JBentt's gallant youth rufli forth to war ; But vain their courage, to oppofe Th' o'erwhelmirig myriads of their foes, Yet nobly brave they fcorn to yield, Ami but with death refig* the field. Illuftrious STEIGNER ! o'er thy grave Shall Virtue's frefheft laurels wave, And Freedom long lament thy fate* With many a tear of deep regret ! '9 Thou gallant Swiss ! the praife was thine, In council as in arms to fkine ; Tho' Faction bafe, and wav'ring Fear, Thy juft monitions fcorn'd to hear,, Tho' vain thy efforts, to infpire The fordid foul with patriot fire, "Yet o'er thy country's doling day, When Fieedom fhed its parting ray, With foul fublime, thou fcorn'dft to wait A witnefs of her mournful fate, With defp'rate courage fought the war, And bar'd thy bofom to the fpear, Nor life, of freedom reft, would have, But rufh'd indignant to the grave. O ! had thy counfels firm and good, Thy vet'ran counfels been purfu'd, Helvetia ftill had freedom known, Nor bent beneath the defpot's frown ; Nor feen her fertile fields laid wafte, Her hamlets burn'd her temples raz'd f Her cities levelled in the duft, Her fair a prey to fiend-like luft, In heaps, the dying and the dead, Hoar Age, and feeble Childhood, fpread, By tempers fmote, whole pale remains Lie whitening o'er their native plains ! O then, COLUMBIA ! from her fate A warning draw ere yet too late ; For, from Deilruclion's lurid fky, The Fiend has mark'd thee with his eye, In hope, already makes thy chains, And revels o'er thy waited plains. Howe'er his varying features ftiew, If fmiles or frowns imprefs his brow, Still fix'd, his views remain the fame, Ner once he deviates from his aim. Then, from his fmiles indignant turn, His proffer'd love with horror fpurn, Beneath thofe fmiles lurk deadly hate, That friendfliip but conduits to fate. 20 So, cloth'd in fair and treacherous guife, Morocco's image* meets the eyes Her face in foft allurements dreft, She hides the dagger in her breaft, And, while her arms the wretch furroimd, Her poniard gives the deadly wound. Behold the Chief, whofe mighty name- With glory fills the trump of fame ! Before whofe genius, fmote with dread, The veteran hofts of Auftria fled, TV imperial Eagle droop'd forlorn His plumage foiPd, his pinions torn, And Conqueft's felf, mid fields of blood, Attendant on his footfteps trode ; While his dark enterprize unknown Each nation dreads it for its own, And pale fufpended on its fate, The anxious eyes of Europe wait ; To gain new palms on Afrie's coaft, Lead o'er the deep a chofen hoft. And lo ! at firft, with fav'ring ray, Kind fortune lights him on his way ; Thofe ramparts, Europe's ancient pride, Which erft the Turkifh power defy'd, By ftratagem and force compell'd, To him the towers of Malta yield. Victorious, thence to Egypt's coaft He leads his fell marauding hoft ; In vain the Turks oppofe their force, To ftop the fierce invaders courfe, Nor Alexandria's time-worn towers, Nor Cairo long refifts his powers ; By defperate courage fierce impell'd The Mam'luke fquadrons tempt the field ; * An image of a beautiful woman, kept by the Emperor of Morocco, for the purpofe of punifhing his refractory iubjc&s. Such per Cons are ordered to embrace the image, at which moment, a dagger concealed in it, pierces them to the heart But Mam'luke courage glows in rain, By Gallic fwords they all were flain, The reft were drown'd as Frenchmen fay, Befides fome few that ran away. All foil'd with ooze, with dripping beard, His head Old Nile affrighted rear'd, And gaz'd with anger and furprize, On thefe new fcenes that met his eyes, As near his mores, defiTd with blood, In human form thefe demons flood ; While Crocodiles in horror fled Monfters more cruel and more dread. " What !" faid he, kindling with difdain, " Have the vile Jews come back again ? " For fure fuch fiends, fince Pharaoh's time, " Ne'er curs'd Egyptians fertile clime, ** When Jacob's offspring, all forlorn, " Came down to bay a bag of corn, ** Tho' Pharaoh tho't they meant to fteal " Inftead of buying Indian meal." But lo ! the ever-varying queen, Delufive Fortune fhifts the fcene : To erufli the towering pride of France, Behold brave NELSON firm advance ! Beneath his rule, in clofe array, The Briton's plough the watry way, To fam'd Rofetta bends his courfe, Where deem'd, fecure from hoftile force,. The fleet fuperior of the foe A lengthen'd line of battle mew. JLo from the weft, the fetting ray Slopes the long fhades of parting day J The fight begins ; the cannon's roar In doubling echoes rends the fliore ;. Wide o'er the fcene blue clouds And curl in volumes to the fkies, While momentary flafhes fpread Their ileecv folds with fierv red. D ' More defperate ftill the battle glows As night around its horrors throws ; Long lines of fire enkindling fweep A blueifh fplendor o'er the deep, Then fwells the dread difplofive found, While deeper darknefs clofes round. Yon fable volume, roll'd n high, With blacker gloom obfcures the fky ; And lo ! emerging from its womb What fudden flames the made illume ? Evolving flow the clouds retire, Red glows the wide-extended fire, And rears fublime a column white, High as the eagle 'vings his flight, ? Till veil'd mid clouds of pitchy hue, It fhrinks diminim'd from the view ; Wide o'er the feas the fplendors play, In radiance like the blaze of day ; With reflex beams the waves are bright, Bicchierrian heights emerge in light, While o'er the diftant hills and meads, Night's deepeft gloom the landfcape fliades. At length, difparting, from the waves The giant {hip concuffive heaves ; Still wider fpreads the glare of light, With momentary fplendor bright, Far heard, the wild tremendous found In dire explofion roars around, The lifted furges wide expand, And dafh with refluent waves the tend, The Nile receding feeks its head, And pale Rofetta (hakes with dread Huge burning beams are hurl'd on high, And mafls and yards obfcure the iky ; Burnt, mangled, torn, and dy'd in blood The Gallic failors ftrew the flood, While the rent hulk, with groaning found, Sinks plunging whirl'd in eddies round. 3 Tis filence all : the cannon's roar, In deafening thunder rings no more 5 No light is feen to mark the gloom, Still as the ftillnefs of the tomb. Such the dire gloom in days of yore That darken'd Egypt's fated fhore, When Plagues purfued the Prophet's word. And terror pal'd her haughty lord. Not long thepaufe ; for lo ! oncemors Refounds the loud terrific roar, Flam anfwering flafli, alternate plays, And lightens ocean with its rays. But when the Morning's golden eye Beheld the dufky fhadows fly, Wild Havoc frowning o'er the flood, His giant form exulting fhew'd ; The Gallic navy foil'd and torn, With pale difcomfiture forlorn, Wide fcatter'd o'er Rofetta's bay, In proftrate ruin helplefs lay ; Two fhatter'd fly ; the reft remain To wear the valiant vigor's chain j While o'er the wreck-obftrucled tide The Britifh mips in triumph ride. All-anxious, from Abucar's height, The Gallic leaders view the fight, And defp'rate fee their fleet compell'd To force inferior far to yield. So when, by night, o'er Memphis trode Th' avenging minifter of God, At morn pale Egypt view'd with dread, Her firft-born number'd with the dead. Ambitious Chief ! in duft laid low Behold the honours of thy brow, The laurels cull'd on Egypt's fhore Shall wither ere the day be o'er ; Thy armies thinn'd, reduc'd thy force, Fell Ruin waits thy onward courfe, While of thy country's aid bereft, No fafety but in flight is left, And e'en that laft refource deny'd, Since Britain's navy rules the tide ; While victory's felf but feals thy doom, And brings thee nearer to the tomb. I fee Deftru&ion win?* her way, I fee the eagles mark their prey, Where pent in Cairo's putrid wall, In heaps thy dying foldiers fall ; ^ Or, mid the defarts burning wafte, Smote by the S AMI EL'S fiery blaft 3 OrprefT'd by fierce Arabian bands, With thirft they perifh on the fands. While BUONAPARTE'S dreaded name Shall mine a beacon's warning flame, To point to times of future date Unprincipled Ambition's fate. What fruits {ballon this victory grow, All climes mall fee, all ages know ; Earth's eaitern realms that long have view'd JDefcendingfuns go down in blood, Now with the weftern world mall frame .XiO'ud Paeans NELSON to thy name. Shield, ftili Britannia, mield from harm. The Nations with thy naval arm ; And blighted Europe foon mall fee Her freedom guaranteed by thee. See far beneath the polar /kies, The Ruffian '.varlike ftandards rife, While o'er the feas her fleets advance, To brave the Buccaniers of France. And lo ! Germania's numerous ftates, Pour countlefs thro' her hundred gates, And ere Helvetia's final knell, Shall rife up many a William Tell. Him too, whofe faith the Koran (ways, And whofe ftern nod rules Egypt's Beys, Sends forth his martial proclamation, Againit " THE TER.JUBLE GREAT NATION. 5> a D D D D D D D D D g DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD VATERTOWN LIBRARY WATERTOWN . CONNECTICUT D a D a D a D a a o\ *,SLf I o ji i; DaaDDDDnDDDDDDDD i* ^W-l.r