Cave of Poverty, The - Part 22

From pictur'd Ocean the delighted Eye
Skips o'er to Landschap of some Verdant Heath;
On whose lone Skirts, full oft, in Ambush lye
The Sons of Rapine, threat'ning bloody Death:
There, treach'rous Hedges and the winding Road
Bespeak the Robber's Haunts, and Theft forebode.
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