The nations choose them kings to give the measure
That men will use, of Freedom’s priceless treasure.
The seed of crime from every halter flies,
When multitudes of murderers arise
To execute the laws; by every stake
Where lawless lynchers direful vengeance take,
Abundant harvests grow. Beware! The strains
Of high Arabian blood, upon the plains,
By Spanish conquerors left, to mustangs fell—
Surprises of the future, who can tell?