The words it uttered.—Oh that I had more
Their import weighed, and shunned this tyrant shore!
LXIX.
“For, Mary, deem it not a sinful thought,
That Heaven should give her counsels to restore
The soul to freedom.—Lo! what wonders wrought
The God of Christians for the Church of yore;
With heathen darkness was the conscience fraught,
And tyrants chained it to a barbarous lore;
To break like thraldom in a Christian land,