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To the Tyrants Infesting France

September, 2004

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1794.6
To the Tyrants Infesting France
"C."
The Cambridge Intelligencer (March 1, 1794)

TYRANTS! What fiend suggests your hell-born schemes?
    Shall bleeding worlds for ever tamely groan?
No—yon ascending Sun too strongly beams,
    Men shall be men—perish th' oppressor's throne!—

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For the European Magazine. On A Late Victory At Sea.

September, 2004

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1794.22
For the European Magazine.
On A Late Victory At Sea.

"T. O."
The European Magazine, XXVI (December 1794), pp. 438-439

Behold the foe with spreading sails advance,
    With speed we steer to form th' embattled line,
In contest dread to join the sons of France,
    From o'er the seas their daring pow'r confine.

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The Humble Petition of the British Jacobins to their Brethren of France

September, 2004

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1793.7
The Humble Petition of the British Jacobins to their Brethren of France
Anon
The Gentleman's Magazine, LXIII (July 1793), frontispiece

While to you we true children of Liberty pray,
    Great Tag, Rag, and Bobtail, attend;
Who with heads on your pikes so facetiously play,
    Mirth and murder so merrily blend!

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