TO THE

FRIENDS of VIRTUE and LIBERTY.

IS there a man who owns fair Virtue's power ?

He will be ſtedfaſt in the trying hour.

Is there a man whoſe ſoul is free and brave ?

That man will never ſtoop a tyrant's ſlave.

Tho' weak our hands tyrannic Vice to rein,

Theſe ſtill are ours,—ABHORRENCE and DISDAIN.
 
 

SEE ſacred Virtue, with indignant mien,

Eyes the profaner of the tragic ſcene.

While ſneeririg Vice, in form like R—ſs's ſpouſe,

Leads on a wanton band to fill the houſe ;

That houſe, where paſted bills do now proclaim,

In GLARING CHARACTERS, EDINA's SHAME