WHen Brewers and Bakers,
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1.
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WHen Brewers and Bakers,
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And such Undertakers,
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Did settle the Church and the State;
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A fine Reformation
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Was made in the Nation,
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And little Things then became great.
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2.
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A Rake-Helly Brewer,
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A Rogue I am sure,
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A Subtil one, when but a Boy;
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Yet that Politician
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Did get a Commission,
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The King and his Friends to destroy.
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3.
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Which Thing he effected,
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And then was Elected
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By a People that call themselves Free,
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To be their Protector;
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Oh! then he did Hector,
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And was called his Highness O.P.
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4.
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Those Times they were sad;
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But not half so bad
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In that, as in this Usurpation:
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Much Treasure was spent,
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But none of it sent
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To Holland, to beggar the Nation.
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5.
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For in Oliver's Days,
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To his mighty Praise,
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The Fleet and the Army were pay'd;
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Our Merchants preserv'd,
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And no Man was starv'd,
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Or perish'd for want of a Trade.
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6.
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But now in the Street,
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What Objects we meet
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Of Tradesmen, who beg for Relief;
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Whilst the Dutch at White Hall,
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From the English take all,
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By command of P.O. the Grand Thief.
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7.
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Who his Father did rob,
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And the Nation did bob,
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And Swears by his Power and Might,
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That he is a Widgeon
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That matters Religion,
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Since Strength and Success gives a Right.
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8.
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And for the dull English,
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He'll make 'em distinguish
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Between the long Robe and the Sword;
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And as he sees cause,
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He'll damn all the Laws,
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And govern by that of his Word.
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9.
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By which we may see
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His Highness O.P.
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Was an Ass to his Highness P.O.
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For the brave Cavileer
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Sometimes he would spare,
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But the Jacobites all to Pot go.
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10.
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So 'tis very plain,
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This damn'd cursed Reign
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Of the two is far the worst Evil,
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For Nose and the Dutch
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Will ruine all such
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That won't sell their Souls to the Devil.
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11.
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If the House of Commons
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Had Souls like the Romans,
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Or Courage like Brave Sir John K--t,
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In spite of Dutch Boors
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They'd kick out of Doors
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The Usurper, and do the King right.
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12.
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But the blessed Convention
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Is brib'd by a Pension,
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So nothing from them we can hope;
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Till Home Heaven does bring
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Our much injur'd King,
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Then all they can claim is a Rope.
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13.
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And now I do think,
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time for to drink
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A Bumper, don't think it too much Man;
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the Restoration,
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And Peace to the Nation,
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Confusion likewise to the Dutchman.
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