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You let me know that all the world are knaves,That lords and cits are robbers in disguise;
I and my men, the cockneys of the waves,
Will profit by your lessons and be wise;
Make you give back the harvest of your lies;
From deep-fraught barks I'll take the miser's soul,
Make all the wealth of every [man] my prize,
And, cheating London's pride, to digner Bristol roll.[OMITTED]
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