 | The Patriots, A Satyr |  |
INTRODUCTION.
'Tis strange to see how Men will enter,(Upon a former Misadventure)
To try their Skill for new Success,
When very oft 'tis but a Guess.
'Tis true, when Interest and Fame
Are lost, we must play desp'rate Game:
The utmost Risque we here can run,
Is at the worst to be undone.
But for Redress here not to try,
Is but a mean, prepost'rous Way.
This Case is not apply'd to you,
Illustrious Patriots, since we owe
The utmost Thanks we can bestow,
For your disinterested Bravery
To free our Nation from its Slavery.
And tho' your Aims should not succeed,
As much we fear they won't indeed;
The utmost of you we can say
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But when such apt Conjectures meet,
Which here indeed we shan't repeat,
And Matters to your Wish succeed;
Then you'll come out Great Men indeed!
Some of these Junctures may be told:
Why yes, we'll some of them unfold:
As when the King shall see, God bless him,
B---'s Hocus Tricks then not to miss him;
But turn him out of every Post,
That you yourselves may rule the Roast.
When all these happy things arrive,
By your new Projects we shall thrive.
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