Second Prize.
“Ruin seize thee, reckless guide,
All nations’ scourge, thy country’s shame,
Though folly, greed, and senseless pride
Combine to glorify thy name:
Hedging speech, nor specious phrase,
Nor all thy followers’ boasts and fulsome praise,
Shall shield thy whitening locks from vengeance dire:
From Erin’s curse, from Albion’s ire.”