Too blest, indeed, were such without alloy;
But, foster’d e’en by freedom, ills annoy.
That independence Britons prize too high
Keeps man from man, and breaks the social tie; 340
The self-dependent lordlings stand alone,
All claims that bind and sweeten life unknown.
Here, by the bonds of nature feebly held,
Minds combat minds, repelling and repell’d;
Ferments arise, imprison’d factions roar, 345
Represt ambition struggles round her shore;