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POLITICS.
As an Englishman ought, I wish well to my King,
As an Englishman ought, for my country I'll sing,
And my mind I will tell, 'tis a kingdom to me,
By his Birthright a Briton dares think and speak free.
As an Englishman ought, for my country I'll sing,
And my mind I will tell, 'tis a kingdom to me,
By his Birthright a Briton dares think and speak free.
My Hearts of oak, stoutly you call out for Freedom,
And Liberty, Property,—really we need 'em;
But don't quite so loud, against brib'ry exclaim,
Rogues will buy,—but who sells, Sirs? then pray who's to blame?
And Liberty, Property,—really we need 'em;
But don't quite so loud, against brib'ry exclaim,
Rogues will buy,—but who sells, Sirs? then pray who's to blame?
Ye noise-making, sash-breaking, lacqueys of factions,
Ye insane disturbers, who're bit by distractions,
Think what you're about, when the loudest you bawl,
Not a man that you're mad for but laughs at ye all.
Ye insane disturbers, who're bit by distractions,
Think what you're about, when the loudest you bawl,
Not a man that you're mad for but laughs at ye all.
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Who patriots were once, now are patriots no more,
And what has been, certainly may be, encore;
Nay, have not some bustlers confess'd their intentions,
They open'd their mouths until Mum popp'd in pensions.
And what has been, certainly may be, encore;
Nay, have not some bustlers confess'd their intentions,
They open'd their mouths until Mum popp'd in pensions.
To be wise is is the word; how that word comes about
Is,—the wise are those in, and the otherwise out;
So small's the distinction betwixt one another,
When Outs become Ins, then they're wiser than t'other.
Is,—the wise are those in, and the otherwise out;
So small's the distinction betwixt one another,
When Outs become Ins, then they're wiser than t'other.
The world has, without one exception, a rule,
The rich Man's a wise man, the poor man's a fool;
And foolish is he, faith, since money's the test,
Who attempts not to get what will get all the rest.
The rich Man's a wise man, the poor man's a fool;
And foolish is he, faith, since money's the test,
Who attempts not to get what will get all the rest.
Attend and depend thro' the year, so you may,
And begin, waste and end the next just the same way;
As to promise on promise such schemes I condemn;
Folks will not serve us unless we can serve them.
And begin, waste and end the next just the same way;
As to promise on promise such schemes I condemn;
Folks will not serve us unless we can serve them.
Let us now serve ourselves, fill our glasses, fill high,
We'll laugh when we're pleas'd, and we'll drink when we're dry;
And we'll drink the King's health, 'tis the best toast of all—
Here's our Lord of the Manor in Liberty-hall.
We'll laugh when we're pleas'd, and we'll drink when we're dry;
And we'll drink the King's health, 'tis the best toast of all—
Here's our Lord of the Manor in Liberty-hall.
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