John Trumbull

No man e'er felt the halter draw, With good opinion of the law.

As though there were a tie And obligation to posterity. We get them, bear them, breed, and nurse: What has posterity done for us. That we, lest they their rights should lose, Should trust our necks to gripe of noose?

But optics sharp it needs, I ween, To see what is not to be seen.