s uing,
vengeful malirepenting.
than heaven-illumin'd man on brother maows!
“see stern oppression's iron grip,
or mad ambition's gory hand,
sending, like blood-hounds from the slip,
woe, want, and murder o'er a nd!
ev'n in the peaceful rural vale,
truth, weeping, tells the mournful tale,
hoer'd luxury, ftt'ry by her side,
the parasite empoisoning her ear,
with all the servile wretches in the rear,
looks o'er proud property, extended wide;
and eyes the simple, rustid,
whose toil upholds the glitt show—
a crea
A Winter Night(4/7)