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NHG-P.770.075
28 Dec 1770:13 (741)
Boston, December 20. The public being desirous of seeing
the piece that stuck up at the door of the Town-House, for
which a proclamation has been issued offering a reward for
the discovery of the author or writer; and as in Edes and
Gill's paper it is said, we are told (the said paper) was
taken verbatim from a play called Venice preserved, and that
Mr. Otway was actually the author of it.--We shall insert a
copy of that that was posted up, and also the lines from
Otway, whereby our readers may judge for themselves.
To see the sufferings of my fellow Townsmen
And own myself a man, to see the court
Cheat the injured people with a shew
Of justice which yet we near can taste of,
Drive us like wrecks down the rough tide of power
While no hold is left to save us from distruction.
All that bear this are slaves and we are such not to rise up
at the great call of Nature and free the world from such
domestic Tyrants.
From Otway's Venice Preser'd; Or, a Plot Discover'd.
Act I. Scene I.
To see the sufferings of my fellow-creatures,
And own myself a man. To see our senators
Cheat the deluded people with a shew
Of liberty, which yet they ne're must taste of.
They say, by them our hands are free from fetters,
Yet whom they please they lay in basest bonds;
Bring whom they please to infamy and sorrow;
Dr[i]ve us like wretches down the rough tide of power;
Whilst no hold is to save us from destruction,
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