EPIGRAMS,
Written on the Union, 1801, by a celebrated Barrister of Dublin.
Adapted to the Commercial Failures, 1800.
Why should we exclaim, that the times are so bad,
Pursuing a querulous strain?
When Erin gives up all the rights that she had,
What right has she left to complain?
The Cit complains to all he meets,
That grass will grow in Dublin streets,