Miscelanea Meditations. Memoratiues. By Elizabeth Grymeston |
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You are the Nations darling Sons,
The Abstract of our Mobb,
For City Knights and Wealthy Clowns,
Stock Jobbers, Statesmen and Buffoons,
You may defie the Globe.
The Abstract of our Mobb,
For City Knights and Wealthy Clowns,
Stock Jobbers, Statesmen and Buffoons,
You may defie the Globe.
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ANSWER.
It's true the Common's all are Chose,By Common-People's Charters.
But every living Creature knows,
No Souls are thought such Common Foes,
As Coronets and Garters.
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