Title] Sonnet I. To my Muse MS. O.
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ESTRUCTION OF THE BASTILE[10:1] I Heard'st thou yon universal cry,And dost thou linger still on Gallia's shore?Go, Tyranny! beneath some barbarous skyThy terrors lost and ruin'd power deplore!What tho' through many a groaning age 5Was felt thy keen suspicious rage,Yet Freedom rous'd by fierce DisdainHas wildly broke thy triple chain,And like the storm which Earth's deep entrails hide,At length has burst its way and spread the ruins wide. 10 * * * * *
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