The National Intelligencer And Washington Advertiser

From the Boston Chronicle.

POETRY.

Notwithstanding your predilection in favour of Republicanism, I doubt not you will readily comply with my request to publish the following, and thereby prove that as you advocate, so you are willing to grant the liberty of the press.

A ROYALIST.

COME federal men and tories,

Unite both heart and hand,

And by one noble effort

Crush the rulers of our land.

Sound the royal trump with glee,

Yankees ne'er'll again be free.

Our federal, State Election,

That great, important day,

Shall strike the sons of Liberty,

And strike them with dismay.

Republicans must then retire.

And set their hearts at rest;

With freedom and democracy.

They'll ne'er again be blest.

Elections by the People,

Those "Wolves" in human form,

Must be abolished by our act

To free us from alarm.

Then when you get them under,

Down, keep them down, I say;

And let them never rise again

To mar our royal sway.

Restrain the freedom of the Press,

And make all Printers swear

That they will ne'er again attack

Friends of a kingly power.

Lay heavy taxes on small farms,

Poor peasants then must sell,

And royalists can buy them out,

And hire them cheap to till.

Then will "the wanton multitude"

With tameness freely bear

"The galling yoke of slavery,

And we shall know no fear."

Hail Monarchy! the world's best hope

Thou guardian, friend to man

Let no rude hand thy power annoy

When it hath once began.