And arts and commerce join the liberal train.
Rear'd by protecting laws new cities rise,
And heave their turrets to the lucid skies.
Trade lifts his trident o'er the silver tide,
New harbours opens, bids his navies ride;
Sees, unpolluted by oppression's hand,
His honest wealth stream through the joyous land;
His crowded quays heap'd with the guiltless toil,
Iv'ry and gold in many a burnish'd pile,
Drugs, spices, gums, in rich profusion thrown,