The Inquirer and His Echo. a Dialogue

Say Echo, how shall we diffuse the light, And teach unthinking men to claim their right? Echo—Write.

But if we should their enemies expose, Will not a Proclamation soon oppose? Echo—OPPOSE.

Perhaps, they would remove the Nation's woe, If they our numerous grievances did know. Echo—No.

Why do they then, profess to be our friends, The bulwark which our LIBERTY defends? Echo—FIENDS.

They say we may with confidence rely On them, a never-failing firm ally. Echo—A LIE.

What are their motives? Echo, then say plain, So eager each appears a seat to gain. Echo—GAIN.

Then were electors blind not to refuse? Or were they brib'd, the people's curse to choose? Echo—JEWS!

But why does not the monarch intercede Against such men—to ruin us agreed? Echo—GREED!

Where then his virtuous ministry, I wonder? What say the princes to the nation's blunder? Echo—PLUNDER!

And where the gownsman then, with holy faces, Can they not act by virtue of their places? Echo—PLACES!

Alas! sad Echo, I shall cease to name, Such overgrown corruption you proclaim. Echo—CLAIM!

But claim from whom, and what shall we regain? The nation's doom'd to tyranny and pain. Echo—PAINE!!

What, Echo, do you recommend indeed, A man of such seditious, wicked deed? Echo—READ!

But who made Truth a Libel? or the leaves Condemn, which but assert, that Thieves are Thieves? Echo—THIEVES!

To what then must the people have recourse, To gain reform, what arguments enforce? Echo—FORCE.

Echo, farewell—and let all tyrants know it, A change is near, and they must undergo it. Echo—GO IT!!