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Let servile Gauls their grand Inslaver follow;
Each with regret will vindicate his Cause,
And shew their Bondage by th' ignoble Fight;
Whilst Britain's free-born Sons, true to their Prince
As Constellations to the Firmament,
Shall rush intrepid to the Field of Battle,
Resolv'd to die, or do their Country Justice.
Sooner shall Planets startle from their Spheres,
And groveling seek the heavy Mass of Earth;
Than we can learn, inglorious, to obey,
And shape our Actions by a Tyrant's Nod.
Each Stripling, like th' immortal Hannibal,
Shall swear himself a bitter Foe to France,
Fir'd with a Love for LIBERTY and Laws.
Each with regret will vindicate his Cause,
And shew their Bondage by th' ignoble Fight;
Whilst Britain's free-born Sons, true to their Prince
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Shall rush intrepid to the Field of Battle,
Resolv'd to die, or do their Country Justice.
Sooner shall Planets startle from their Spheres,
And groveling seek the heavy Mass of Earth;
Than we can learn, inglorious, to obey,
And shape our Actions by a Tyrant's Nod.
Each Stripling, like th' immortal Hannibal,
Shall swear himself a bitter Foe to France,
Fir'd with a Love for LIBERTY and Laws.
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