Silence Is Become His Mother Tongue.

Wealth Accumulates, And Men Decay.

But Times Are Alter'd; Trade's Unfeeling Train Usurp The Land, And Dispossess The Swain; Along The Lawn, Where Scatter'd Hamlets Rose, Unwieldy Wealth And Cumbrous Pomp Repose.

By Every Remove I Only Drag A Greater Length Of Chain.

Honour Sinks Where Commerce Long Prevails.

Embosom'd In The Deep Where Holland Lies. Methinks Her Patient Sons Before Me Stand, Where The Broad Ocean Leans Against The Land.