WRITTEN WHEN BUONAPARTE WAS ALTERING THE GOVERNMENTS OF GERMANY.
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The Madman thought that he did climb Over the wall which bounds the universe; And there he saw how father Time Out of old Moons was busy cutting Stars. Thus o’er our globe Napoleon, As if old Time had lent him scythe and wings, Speeds and destroys, and for his fun From waning Emperors cuts out little Kings.