Though great the danger, and the task severe,
Yet bow not to the tyranny of fear;
If once that slavish yoke your souls subdue,
Adieu to hope! to life itself adieu!
“I know among you some have oft beheld
A bloodhound train, by rapine’s lust impell’d,
On England’s cruel coast impatient stand,
To rob the wanderers wrecked upon their strand:
These, while their savage office they pursue,
Oft wound to death the helpless plundered crew,