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IL.781.026
16 Apr 1781:11,12,13 (3/150)
For the Independent Ledger, &c.
Awake, my country, rise! nor be o'erpower'd
By thine own sons--eat to the bone--devour'd
By vipers, which, in thine own entrails bred,
Prey on thy life, and with thy blood are fed,
With unavailing grief thy wrongs I see,
And for myself not feeling, feel for thee;
. . . [12 more lines, followed by 2 1/2 column essay,
followed by another verse:]
O ye brave few in whom we still may find,
A love of virtue, freedom and mankind,
Go forth--in majesty of woe array'd,
See at your feet your country kneels for air,
. . . [14 more lines, 2 more paragraphs, signed]
Honestum.
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