The Frogs and Crane
The Anti-Gallican (1804), p. 236
strange fabulist! what tiny frog
Dares leap the giant bulk; with lying prate
Seduce the squalid multitude—elate
To crush distinction and contemn King Log?
Like lunatics, bid Stranger rule the bog;
Themselves, allies, subscrib'd to anger sate—
Whose subjects, deaf, dumb, blind, sculk round in-cog.
Sees human sacrifices wait his word;
Crippling, from Holland's dykes to Egypt's springs,
Stadtholders, Pope, Electors, Beys and Kings;
Mocks half the globe, a self-created lord?
Why on such man her cap would Folly place,
With, "Hail, dread Emperor of the croaking race."