Of heroes too often the aim;
From a king or his favours indignant he turn’d,
Only feeling his country’s high claim.
To this ever true, in her trouble’s dark night,
Intent on her welfare alone,
Against her proud tyrants, he urged the dread fight,
Till lie forced them her freedom to own.
Next in France a strange demon uplifted its head,
All the nations of earth to bewray,
And into its snares would Columbia have led,