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Scotland (though poor and peevish) was contentTo keep the Peace, and (O rare!) money lent;
But yet the blessing of their Kirk was more;
George had that too, and with this slender store
He and his Mirmidons advance:—Kind Heaven
Prepar'd a Frost to make their March more eaven
Easy and safe; it may be said, That year
Of th' High-ways Heaven it self was Overseer,
And made November ground as hard as May;
White as their Innocence, so was their Way:
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Him and his Army, and to kiss their feet.
The frost and foes both came and went together,
Both thaw'd away, & vanish'd God knows whither.
Whole Countries crowded in to see this friend,
Ready to cast their bodies down to mend
His Road to Westminster; and still they shout,
Lay hold of th' Rump, and pull the Monster out:
A new one, or a whole one (Good my Lord)
And to this cry the Island did accord,
The Eccho of the Irish hollow ground
Heard England, and her language did rebound.
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