Hull's Senator, pourtray'd by Mason's hand, "Walk'd forth vindictive through a venal land:" How Abdalominus, the Bard pursu'd, With scornful smile the robes of Empire view'd. Why then, recanting every generous strain, Such as old Humber heard, but heard in vain, When Gallia's Genius, vilely compass'd round With swarms of Despots, sore through many a wound, By all forsaken, in convulsive pain Burst from his nervous arms the galling chain, Caught the exhausted Veteran the mean hate Of those who toil'd to crush a rising state?
* Andrew Marvell. The reader is entrusted to compare Mr. Mason's "Ode to Independence" and the "Episode of Abdalominus" in the English Garden with the "Palinoda" in the third volume of his Poems, published just before his death.
