Cave of Poverty, The - Part 97

Thus when the Tube had to the Regent's Ear
Convey'd this Embassy of fierce Lament,
Its Accents, less articulate and clear,
Bespeak the Tide of Exclamations spent;
And the faint Voice, with gradual Decay,
Melting to Whispers sighs it self away.
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