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Show Franklin Addresses the Constitutional Convention, June 28, I787 He sits reposed, his spectacles in check Uoon his hose, his eyelids low, his mind Alert to all the baffling speech, debate That seems to mire in sentiment. He hears The hurled remarks and insults, sees the blood That rises up in Martin's face, and feels The drain that comes with long and boring talk That lists the same worn arguments again. What benefit to them can Rome's mistakes Create this hour and place? What good are "laws Of nature" scribed by authors long since dead? To face the issue is the only way To come to grips with oroblems pressing here. What compromises must they make, what views Review before decisions can be made? On whom can they rely this day for helo? How wearily they face the morrowj How At loss they feel when long-debated plans Are questioned once again. What proof is there That legislative branches grow in twos? Should states have equal votes or votes just based On population? If new states combine To force their will asainst old states, what then? He listens, questions burdening: his mind. |