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He swore that they, with his alliance,
To all the world might bid defiance;
Of lawful rule there was an end on't,
And frogs were henceforth-independent.
At which the croakers, one and all,
Proclaimed a feast, and festival!
But joy to-day brings grief to-morrow;
Their feasting o'er, now enter sorrow! 40

The Stork grew hungry, longed for fish;
The monarch could not have his wish;
In rage he to the marshes flies,
And makes a meal of his allies.

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WAR AND WASHINGTON
J. M. SEWALL

Vain Britons, boast no longer with proud indignity,

By land your conquering legions, your matchless strength at sea.

Since we, your braver sons incensed, our
swords have girded on,
Huzza, huzza, huzza, huzza, for war and
Washington.

Urged on by North and vengeance those
valiant champions came,
Loud bellowing Tea and Treason, and
George was all on flame,

Yet sacrilegious as it seems, we rebels still live on,

And laugh at all their empty puffs, huzza for Washington.

Still deaf to mild entreaties, still blind to England's good,

You have for thirty pieces betrayed your country's blood.

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Like Esop's greedy cur you'll gain a shadow for your bone,

Yet find us fearful shades indeed, inspired by Washington.

Mysterious! unexampled! incomprehensible!

The blundering schemes of Britain their folly, pride, and zeal,

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Yet think not thirst of glory unsheaths our vengeful swords

To rend your bands asunder, and cast away your cords.

'Tis heaven-born freedom fires us all, and strengthens each brave son, From him who humbly guides the plough, to godlike Washington.

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Our nobles-Heaven defend us all!
I'll nothing say about 'em;
For they are great and I'm but small,
So muse, jog on without 'em.

Our gentry are a virtuous race,

Despising earthly treasures;
Fond of true honor's noble chase,
And quite averse to pleasures.

The ladies dress so plain indeed,
You'd think 'em Quakers all;
Witness the wool-packs on their heads,
So comely and so small.

No tradesman now forsakes his shop,
For politics or news;

Or takes his dealer at a hop
Through interested views.

No soaking sot forsakes his spouse
For mugs of mantling nappy;
Nor taverns tempt him from his house,
Where all are pleased and happy.

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Our frugal taste the State secures,
Whence then can woes begin?
For luxury's turned out of doors,
And prudence taken in.

From hence proceeds the abundant flow
Of plenty through the land;
Where all provisions, all men know,
Are cheap on every hand.

No pleasure-chaises fill the streets,
Nor crowd the roads on Sunday;
So horses, ambling through the week,
Obtain a respite one day.

All gaming, tricking, swearing, lying,
Is grown quite out of fashion;
For modern youth's so self-denying
It flies all lawless passion.

Happy the nation thus endowed!
So void of wants and crimes;
Where all are rich and none are proud,
Oh! these are glorious times.

Your characters (with wondering stare
Cries Tom) are mighty high, sir;
But pray forgive me, if I swear,
I think they're all a lie, sir.

Ha! think you so, my honest clown?
Then take another light on't;
Just turn the picture upside down,
I fear you'll see the right on't.

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-Are these the triumphs of my Gallic friends?

How will you ward this blow, my trusty fiends?

What remedy for this unlucky job? What art shall raise the spirits of the mob?

Fly swift, ye sure supporters of my realm, Ere this ill-news the rebels overwhelm. 30 Invent, say anything to make them mad; Tell them the King-No, Dev'ls are not so bad;

The dogs of Congress at the king let loose;

But ye, brave Dev'ls, avoid such mean abuse.

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