PART II-page 26

The True-Born Englishman. (page 26)


THE Breed’s describ’d: Now, Satyr, if you can,
Their Temper show, for Manners make the Man.
Fierce as the Britain, as the Roman Brave;
And less inclin’d to Conquer than to Save:
Eager to fight, and lavish of their Blood;
And equally of Fear and Forecast void.
The Pict has made ’em Sowre, the Dane Morose;
False from the Scot, and from the Norman worse.
What Honestly they have, the Saxon gave them,
And That, now they grow old, begins to leave them.
The Climate makes them Terrible and Bold;
And English Beef their Courage does uphold:

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