Thy mystic force, despotic sway,
Courage and innocence dismay,
And patriot monarchs vainly groan
With pangs unfelt before, unpitied and alone!
II.
When first to scourge the sons of earth,
Thy sire his darling child design’d,
Gallia receiv’d the monstrous birth—
Voltaire inform’d thy infant mind;
Well-chosen nurse! his sophist lore