John Trumbull. 1750-1831.
But optics sharp it needs, I ween,
To see what is not to be seen.
McFingal. Canto i. Line 67.
But as some muskets so contrive it
As oft to miss the mark they drive at,
And though well aimed at duck or plover,
Bear wide, and kick their owners over.
McFingal. Canto i. Line 93.
As though there were a tie
And obligation to posterity.
We get them, bear them, breed, and nurse:
What has posterity done for us
[440]That we, lest they their rights should lose,
Should trust our necks to gripe of noose?
McFingal. Canto ii. Line 121.
No man e'er felt the halter draw,
With good opinion of the law.
McFingal. Canto iii. Line 489.