Quidquid id est, timeo Danaos et dona ferentis
We like your name, we like your game,
So make Rome your home if you will.
I said I appreciate your kind hospitality,
But the USA is my country still.
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What does one find, but Want and Pride?
Farces of Superstitious folly,
Decay, Distress and Melancholy:
The Havock of Despotick Power,
A Country rich, its owners poor;
Unpeopled towns, and Lands untilled,
Bodys uncloathed, and mouths unfilled.
The nobles miserably great,
In painted Domes and empty state,
Too proud to work, too poor to eat,
No arts the meaner sort employ,
They nought approve, nor ought enjoy.
Each blown from misery grows a Saint,
He prays from Idleness and fast from Want.
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