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James Thomson - On The Report That A Wooden Bridge Was To Be Built At Westminster
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By Rufus` hall, where Thames polluted flows,
Provoked, the Genius of the river rose,
And thus exclaimed: "Have I, ye British swains,
Have I for ages laved your fertile plains?
Given herds, and flocks, and villages increase,
And fed a richer than a golden fleece?
Have I, ye merchants, with each swelling tide,
Poured Afric`s treasure in, and India`s pride?
Lent you the fruit of every nation`s toil?
Made every climate yours, and every soil?
Yet, pilfered from the poor, by gaming base,
Yet must a wooden bridge my waves disgrace?
Tell not to foreign streams the shameful tale,
And be it published is no Gallic vale."
He said; and plunging to his crystal dome, 
While o`er his head the circling waters foam.
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