Destruction bursting ev'ry tender band,
Sweeps, like a deluge, thro' the hapless land!
Slow to the shores now march the fetter'd crowd,
Tugging huge chains, or bent beneath the load.
Torn from all kindred ties dismay'd they stand,
While prying cruelty's insulting hand,
Minutely vigilant, with butcher skill,
Turns the examin'd wretch at savage will,
And (ev'ry limb and ev'ry joint survey'd)
Completes the practice of the brutal trade.