Sprung from that parent of ten thousand crimes,

The New Philosophy of modern times,—

Yet, these may rouse thee!—With unsparing hand,

Oh, lash the vile impostures from the land!

First, stern Philanthropy:—not she, who dries

The orphan’s tears, and wipes the widow’s eyes;

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Not she, who sainted Charity her guide,

Of British bounty pours the annual tide:—

But French Philanthropy;—whose boundless mind