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Your Actions all the World disgust,
The French are only glad,
Your Friends your Honesty distrust,
And while you think you're Wise and Just,
The Nation thinks you mad.
The French are only glad,
Your Friends your Honesty distrust,
And while you think you're Wise and Just,
The Nation thinks you mad.
ANSWER.
Speak Truth for once, and feeely ownThe Justice of their Cause
That never Parliament was known
To be more faithful to the Throne,
Or made more wholesom Laws.
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