Fools! That when things of high import concern
Their country's glory, and the human race;
They will not from the times a lesson learn,
But bring dishonor on their name and place.
When millions stand expectant to be free,
Is it the time for brawling and for strife;
For men on trifles still to disagree,
And waste the hour with highest duties rife?
The statesman's words are few, and full of grace,
The babbler's loud, and vulgar in their tone;
Ever unworthy of the time and place,
And now by folly, now by madness known;
They fill the world with tumult, and with shame,
And bring a foul reproach upon his country's name.