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    Eighteen Hundred and Eleven
    Eighteen Hundred and Eleven
    Eighteen Hundred and Eleven
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    Eighteen Hundred and Eleven

    By Mrs. (Anna Letitia) Barbauld

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    PublisherArchive Classics
    Release dateNov 27, 2013
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      Eighteen Hundred and Eleven - Mrs. (Anna Letitia) Barbauld

      Project Gutenberg's Eighteen Hundred and Eleven, by Anna Laetitia Barbauld

      This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.net

      Title: Eighteen Hundred and Eleven

      Author: Anna Laetitia Barbauld

      Release Date: November 19, 2004 [EBook #14100]

      Language: English

      *** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK EIGHTEEN HUNDRED AND ELEVEN ***

      Produced by David Starner.

      EIGHTEEN HUNDRED AND ELEVEN, A POEM.

      BY ANNA LÆTITIA BARBAULD.

      LONDON:

      PRINTED FOR J. JOHNSON AND CO., ST. PAUL'S CHURCHYARD.

      1812.

      PRINTED BY RICHARD TAYLOR AND CO., SHOE LANE.

      EIGHTEEN HUNDRED AND ELEVEN.

      Still the loud death drum, thundering from afar,

      O'er the vext nations pours the storm of war:

      To the stern call still Britain bends her ear,

      Feeds the fierce strife, the alternate hope and fear;

      Bravely, though vainly, dares to strive with Fate,

      And seeks by turns to prop each sinking state.

      Colossal Power with overwhelming force [2]

      Bears down each fort of Freedom in its course;

      Prostrate she lies beneath the Despot's sway,

      While the hushed nations curse him—and obey,

      Bounteous in vain, with frantic man at strife,

      Glad Nature pours the means—the joys of life;

      In vain with orange blossoms scents the gale,

      The hills with olives clothes, with corn the vale;

      Man calls to Famine, nor invokes in vain,

      Disease and Rapine follow in her train;

      The tramp of marching hosts disturbs the plough,

      The sword, not sickle, reaps the harvest now,

      And where the Soldier gleans the scant supply.

      The helpless Peasant but retires to die;

      No laws

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