After his rising-stock was lies
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So did great George on Horseback rise.
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Something thou saist of him is true,
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And here we'l give the Devil his due.
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His valour hath been very much
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Against both Cavaliers and Dutch.
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How stout did he the Dutch oppose,
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Till he was like to loose his hose?
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An ill-bred shot salutes his Breach?
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As though brave George did lack a leach,
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To let out his Fanatick blood
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That never was, nor would be good.
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And put this on his Honours score,
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That breach he never turn'd before.
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In Scotland, there he was most stout,
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Play'd Rex himself, to keep Charls out
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At Dundee he fought most bold
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Killing in hot blood, and in cold,
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And this made Georges Serpent sting,
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Because the Scots would have their King.
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A man in Print, a man in Wax,
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Forward, and Backward, Circumflex.
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How stout would George fight, kill and slay,
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Where was most honour, and best pay?
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An ambidexter he was right;
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On any side brave George would fight.
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When lyes be true, and not till then,
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Muster up George with honest men.
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Lets look now on thy Epitaph;
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Heres that will make the Devil laugh,
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And Chimbny-sweepers cry all white,
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To see a dunghil shine so bright,
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And must not the Prophane draw near
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The dust of him that lov'd them dear?
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Is't hallowed Earth where he doth lye,
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Who false did live and so did dye?
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Before he dy'd he was turn'd sot:
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Now he is dead, here let him Rot.
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No balm, nor spice can keep sweet long
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One that whilst living stink't so strong.
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Come off good people from the breath
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And let him keep his stench of death.
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Blot out his Saint-like Epithetes,
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Ann blaze his Name with Hypocrites.
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Here lies a Lyer, dy'd in Grain:
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Twice dead before, now dead agaid:
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Here let him lye till muster day,
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That he with them may have his pay.
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St. Georges day no more let be,
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Fearing 't should be mistook for he.
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Take t'other George down from the Sign,
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And hang up this in's Colours fine.
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And now sad Poet, what wilt do?
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What market are thy hoggs brought to?
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Judas is dead, Julian, and Brown;
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To the same Camp is Monk march'd down
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Pack up thy pipes, and split thy pen,
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Cry up no more ignoble Men.
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