XIII.

Soon did the solemn voice its theme renew; (While Edwin wrapt in wonder listening stood) "Ye tools and toys of tyranny, adieu, Scorn'd by the wise, and hated by the good! Ye only can engage the servile brood Of Levity and Lust, who all their days, Asham'd of truth and liberty, have woo'd And hugg'd the chain that, glittering on their gaze, Seems to outshine the pomp of heaven's empyreal blaze.