TRANSLATION.
False, cruel, disappointed, stung to the heart,
France quits the warrior's for the assassin's part,
To dirty hands a dirty bribe conveys,
Bids the low street and lofty palace blaze.
Her sons too weak to vanquish us alone,
She hires the worst and basest of our own.
Kneel, France! a suppliant conquers us with ease,
We always spare a coward on his knees.
MOTTO ON A CLOCK.
WITH A TRANSLATION BY HAYLEY.
Quæ lenta accedit, quam velox præterit hora!
Ut capias, patiens esto, sed esto vigil!
Slow comes the hour; its passing speed how great!
Waiting to seize it—vigilantly wait!
A SIMILE LATINIZED.
Sors adversa gerit stimulum, sed tendit et alas:
Pungit api similis, sed velut ista fugit.
ON THE LOSS OF THE ROYAL GEORGE.
WRITTEN WHEN THE NEWS ARRIVED.