He bade thee many a year explore!
He mark’d thy progress, firm though slow,
And statesmen, princes, leagued with their invet’rate foe.
III.
Scared at thy frown terrific, fly
The morals (antiquated brood);
Domestic Virtue, social Joy,
And Faith that has for ages stood:
Swift they disperse, and with them go
The friend sincere, the gen’rous foe.—