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THAT all Men would be cowards if they dare,
In contest mighty and of conquest proud,
He was a younger son, for law design'd,
Scarcely he bade his master's desk adieu,
He would the rights of all so well maintain,
All this and more he purpos'd-and what man Could do, he did to realise his plan : But time convinc'd him that we cannot keep A breed of reasoners like a flock of sheep; For they, so far from following as we lead, Make that a cause why they will not proceed. Man will not follow where a rule is shown, But loves to take a method of his own; Explain the way with all your care and skill, This will he quit, if but to prove he will.— Yet had our Justice honour-and the crowd, Aw'd by his presence, their respect avow'd.