THE FOLLOWING ILLIBERAL IMPROMPTU APPEARED IN THE “MORNING POST.”
“Our Nation's foes lament on Fox's death,
But bless the hour, when PITT resign'd his breath:
These feelings wide, let Sense and Truth unclue,
We give the palm, where Justice points its due.”
On The Death Of Mr. Fox
George Gordon Lord Byron
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