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On the K. of Sp---'s Present to the D. of M.
Accept, my Lord, of this small glittering thing,'Tis like my self, the shadow of a King;
And with it take my Sword, 'tis fit for you;
With it I ne'er did ought, nor e'er shall do.
Fight for th'Allies, for Honour, and for Me;
And when I'm King, you an Arch-Duke shall be.
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