[Footnote 1:  The epitaph on Charles I by the Marquis of Montrose: 

“Great, good, and just! could I but rate
My griefs to thy too rigid fate,
I’d weep the world in such a strain
As it should deluge once again;
But since thy loud-tongued blood demands supplies
More from Briareus’ hands than Argus’ eyes,
I’ll sing thine obsequies with trumpet sounds,
And write thine epitaph in blood and wounds.”

See Napier’s “Montrose and the Covenanters,” i, 520.—­W.  E. B.]

TO THE CITIZENS[1]

And shall the Patriot who maintain’d your cause,
From future ages only meet applause? 
Shall he, who timely rose t’his country’s aid,
By her own sons, her guardians, be betray’d? 
Did heathen virtues in your hearts reside,
These wretches had been damn’d for parricide. 
  Should you behold, whilst dreadful armies threat
The sure destruction of an injured state,
Some hero, with superior virtue bless’d,
Avert their rage, and succour the distress’d;
Inspired with love of glorious liberty,
Do wonders to preserve his country free;
He like the guardian shepherd stands, and they
Like lions spoil’d of their expected prey,
Each urging in his rage the deadly dart,
Resolved to pierce the generous hero’s heart;
Struck with the sight, your souls would swell with grief,
And dare ten thousand deaths to his relief,
But, if the people he preserved should cry,
He went too far, and he deserved to—­die,
Would not your soul such treachery detest,
And indignation boil within your breast,
Would not you wish that wretched state preserved,
To feel the tenfold ruin they deserved? 
  If, then, oppression has not quite subdued
At once your prudence and your gratitude,
If you yourselves conspire not your undoing,
And don’t deserve, and won’t draw down your ruin,
If yet to virtue you have some pretence,
If yet ye are not lost to common sense,
Assist your patriot in your own defence;
That stupid cant, “he went too far,” despise,
And know that to be brave is to be wise: 
Think how he struggled for your liberty,
And give him freedom, whilst yourselves are free. 
    M. B.

[Footnote 1:  The Address to the Citizens appears, from the signature M. B., to have been written by Swift himself, and published when the Prosecution was depending against Harding, the printer of the Drapier’s Letters, and a reward had been proclaimed for the discovery of the author.  Some of those who had sided with the Drapier in his arguments, while confined to Wood’s scheme, began to be alarmed, when, in the fourth letter, he entered upon the more high and dangerous matter of the nature of Ireland’s connection with England.  The object of these verses is, to encourage the timid to stand by their advocate in a cause which was truly their own.—­Scott.]