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Her vigorous arm now nimbly stirs the mess, 

 Which constant skill requires and wariness, 

 Lest lambent flames too fiercely lick the pot 

 And burn by rendering prematurely hot. 



DESTINY. 



Ruthless destroyer of each peaceful race ! 

 Proud man ! when shall thy tyrant power cease 

 To meet thy will, to please thy changing taste 

 All else must die, all nature sink oppressed ; 

 Each tie parental, each congenial yoke 

 Of nature s humbler tribes, by thee is broke, 

 Each lowly joy, each instinct s soft desires 

 Each little life envied by thee expires. 

 As wild laments his agony reveal, 

 In vain contending gainst the ruthless steel, 

 For thee, torn from his loving mother s side, 

 The tender calf pours forth the purple tide ; 

 For thee, the lambkin yields its budding life, 

 And hog, complaining, sinks beneath the knife, 

 Where, vainly struggling in a fierce despair, 

 With hideous yells he fills the astonished air ; 

 Each fond companion hears th unusual cries, 

 And to his grief, with answering grief, replies j 



