But who, of all the plunderers of yon Fane[121]

On high—where Pallas linger'd, loth to flee

The latest relic of her ancient reign—

The last, the worst, dull spoiler, who was he?[dx]

Blush, Caledonia! such thy son could be!

England! I joy no child he was of thine:

Thy free-born men should spare what once was free;

Yet they could violate each saddening shrine,

And hear these altars o'er the long-reluctant brine. [5.B.]