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1. WEAK and irresolute is man ;
The purpose of to-day, Woven with pains into his plan, To-morrow rends away.
Vico scems already slain ;
Finds out his weaker part ;
Through all his heart we view;
And dangers little known,
To reach the distant coast;
Or all the toil is lost.
THE MODERN PATRIOT.
I. REBELLION is my theme all day:
I only wish 'twould come,
On t'other side th’ Atlantick,
That man shall be my toast,
The choicest flow'rs she bears,
Though somo folks can't endure them,
Such strings for all who need 'em-What! hang a man for going mad !
Then farewell British freedom.
On observing some Names of little note recorded in
the Biographia Britannica.
OH, fond attempt to give a deathless lot
So when a child, as playful children use,
parson, oh illustrious spark ! And there, scarce less illustrious, goes the clerk
of an adjudged Case, not to be found in any of ks
I. BETWEEN Nose and Eyes a strange contest arose
The spectacles set them unhappily wrong ; The point in dispute was, as all the world knows,
To which the said spectacles ought to belong.
With a great deal of skill, and a wig full of learning,
And your lordship, he said, will undoubtedly find, That the Nose has had spectacles always in wear, Which amounts to possession time out of mind.
IV. Then holding the spectacles up to the court. Your lordship observes they are made with a
('Tis a case that has happen'd, and may be again,) That the visage or countenance had not a Nose, Pray who would, or who could, wear spectacles then !
With a reasoning the court will never condemn, That the spectacles plainly were made for the Nose And the Nose was as plainly intended for them.
He pleaded again in behalf of the Eyes :
Decisive and clear, without one if or but-
By day-light or candle-light-Eyes should be shut
LORD MANSFIELD'S LIBRARY,
TOGETHER WITH HIS MSS.
By the Mob, in the month of June, 1780
Sworn foes to sense and law,
And many a treasure more,
The loss was his alone;
The burning of his oron