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rifing tempeft, trufts her children to the 

 floods. The Scripture tradition of Mofes, 

 committed to the Nile by his Hebrew 

 mother, is here told with aptnefs to the 

 fubjecT:, with piclurefque beauty, and with 

 pathetic fweetnefs. This child, refcued 

 from the flood, and rifing into an ambaf- 

 fador of Heaven, a mighty Prophet, that 

 wrefted the fcourge from the oppreffor's 

 hand, and broke the iron bonds of his na- 

 tion's flavery, nobly and religioufly clofes 

 the paffage ; and in that clofe awfully con- 

 trafts the tendernefs of the opening. From 

 thence the Poet pafles into another fublime 

 philippic on the plague-fpot in the moral 

 and religious health of Britain, her cruel 

 Slave Trade, and makes this ftriking appeal 

 to our fenators : 



E'en now, e'en now,, on yonder weftern fhores, 

 Weeps pale Defpair, and writhing Anguifh roars : 

 E'en now in Afric's groves, with hideous yell, 

 Fierce Slavery (talks, and flips the dogs of hell 5 



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