Nay, be but still and temperate like the Quakers,
Perhaps she’ll make your dozen up a baker’s.
ODE
TO THE KING OF FRANCE. 1823.
What moves thee, Louis, to forego
The quiet of thy peaceful reign?
Why challenge a reluctant foe,
Rushing to war, war unprovoked, again?
Examine well thine own estate,
And check thy hostile march before it be too late.