On the Death of Mr. Snider Murder'd by Richardson

In heavens eternal court it was decreed Thou the first martyr for the common good Long hid before, a vile infernal here Prevents Achilles in his mid career Where'er this fury darts his Pois'nous breath All are endanger'd to the shafts of death The generous Sires beheld the fatal wound Saw their young champion gasping on the ground They rais'd him up but to each present ear What martial glories did his tongue declare The wretch appal'd no longer can despise But from the Striking victim turns his eyes-- When this young martial genius did appear The Tory chief no longer could forbear. Ripe for destruction, see the wretches doom He waits the curses of the age to come In vain he flies, by Justice Swiftly chaced With unexpected infamy disgraced By Richardson for ever banish'd here The grand Usurpers bravely vaunted Heir. We bring the body from the watry bower To lodge it where it shall remove no more Snider behold with what Majestic Love The Illustrious retinue begins to move With Secret rage fair freedom's foes beneath See in thy corse ev'n Majesty in Death.