Scar'd by the Daemon's spotted hand,
The eagle scream'd, the famish'd vulture fled,
The hungry wolf forsook th' unburied dead,
And pale diseases shivering left the land!
What cries, and piercing shrieks resound
Thro' every street, at every fane?
Yet ah! they weep, they weary heaven in vain!
Death and Distraction stare on all around!
The wretched few, whom poisonous Pestilence spares,
Of moody madness die, and heart-distracting fears.