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 Next, at the, surpris'd, beheld The lusty Cyclops musket barrels weld; Whilst peals, like rattling thunder, shook the roof, When nit'rous powers proclaim'd them Proof. The dread explosions, wing’d by echos round, Made themselves to startle at the sound.

To see the they next repair'd, 'Twas ere that Fancy Trade was so impair'd; When all the Makers had a full employ, Which made some thousand hearts to dance for joy; For Buckles then, by high and low were wore, Nor were, by Sprigs of, deem'd 'a .' A fatal epithet, however glos’d, For thousands, by that, their bread have lost.