Comparison

Kind Heav'n, we read, in days of yore, Had mercy on the town of Zoar, To save one Righteous man; To prop one sceptred fool in France, Bravado Brunswick wields his lance; He swears by all the powers of hell, To slay and plunder—dire to tell! A nation—if he can. But, lo! the sons of freedom rose, And pull'd the bully by the nose— He turn'd about and ran!