Martinsburg Gazette And Public Advertiser

From the Massachusetts journal.

THE GRUMBLER.

To be a grumbler or a scold, or may be writ complaining:
Ah me! how bad the times are growing!
All, all, is to destruction going;
All kinds of evil fill the nation,
"I'll bet the devil take the Administration!
The Public debt is fast redeeming;
(Some sample of their pretty scheming,)
And this by wise and prudent measures,
And careful husbanding of treasures.
At foreign courts our rights respected:
Our foreign commerce well protected;
At home, why see the tools contriving
To keep Democratic matters thriving:
For Freedom's reign is wide extending
All blessings on her course attending;
While Science, every where progressing,
Displays her wonders past expressing.
There are a few, among the wonders
Of these rare getters up, of Blunders:
Who seem to feel a griefer ambition
To better all, and each condition
Now who can wonder folks are tearing;
A course like this, can ne'er be pleasing,
All men of spunk must be disgusted.
In the Dutch many humbugs struggled.
No--patriots! No! this ne'er will answer,
Alarm no more must be our signal, Sir;
By name--to oust him we must muster,
And get a war of storm and bluster,
We want a man of fire and fury,
Who'll hung men without judge or jury;
Who makes his will his paramount wherever;
And does just what may suit his pleasure.
Rouse, rouse, our hands, nor think it cruel,
Upon this dish of water gruel;
Like Aesop's frogs, keep up your croaking.
The good thing long, is most provoking
This man of mere negotiation,
Stands!--is he fit to rule the nation!
Choose one whose pluckiness surpasses,
As brandy does, corn-silk molasses.
When we have got our hickory king up,
Then, halcyon days again may spring up;
When all John's trebuck down Charles's tumbling
Then we, perhaps, may cease our grumbling: