ABSTRACT
But, if devoid of subterfuge, or art, You act from mere sincerely of heart, If honor's ardor in the bosom glows Nor selfish motives on yourselves impose, Go, and convince the natives of the west That christian morals are the first, the best; And yet the same that beam 'd thro' every age, Adorn the ancient, or the modern page; That, without which, no social compacts bind, Nor honor stamps her image on mankind.
