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With evil omens from the harbour sails
The ill-fated ship that worthless Arnold bears;
God of the southern winds, call up thy gales,
And whistle in rude fury round his ears.

— Philip Morin Freneau

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The hunter and the deer a shade.

Then rushed to meet the insulting foe;
They took the spear, but left the shield.

Then rush'd to meet the insulting foe:
They took the spear, but left the shield.

But matchless Franklin! What a few
Can hope to rival such as you.
Who seized from kings their sceptred pride
And turned the lightning's darts aside.

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