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“The Vine made answer, with an awful Frown,
“Know, I despise your poor precarious Crown;
“Shall I forsake my Luxury and Ease,
“My Trade by Land, my Traffick on the Seas,
“And go and be promoted o'er the Trees?
“When I'm grown Rich, and Indolent, and Old,
“Barter my luscious Ease for Crown of Gold;
“Wou'd not my Happiness be very cheaply sold?
“Lay all your rich Regalia at my Root,
“Pale will they look beside my smiling Fruit:
“Shall I my sweet Estate exchange for woe?
“I'm King of Comrads let me still be so.
“O State Tree! leave me to my native Ease,
“Present my humble Service to the Trees:
“Tell them I'm Loyal to the Common-wealth,
“In generous Wine I daily drink their Health.
“Let them elect a Prince that's Great and Good,
“(O may he be a Blessing to the Wood;)
“I'll love him while I live, and serve him with my Blood.