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Church Scruples and Jars plunge all Europe in Wars, English Cæsar espouses our Quarrel, Predestin'd to stand against Lewis le Grand, And wear his now flourishing Laurel.

The Cause that is best, now comes to the Test, For Heaven will no longer stand Neuter, But pronounce the great Doom for old Luther or Rome, And prevent all our Doubts for the future:

'Twould turn a wise Brain, to consider what Pain Fools take to become Politicians, Fops, Bullies, and Cits, all set up for Wits, And ingeniously hatch New Divisions.

Some shew their hot Zeal for a New Common-weal, And some for a New Restauration, Thus cavil and brawl, 'till the Mounsieur gets all, And best proves the Wit of the Nation.

Tho' we Med'cines apply, yet the Feaver swells high, First caus'd by a Catholick Riot, Which no Cure can gain, 'till the breathing a Vein Corrects the mad Pulse into Quiet;

Yet whate'er Disease on our Country may chance, Let's drink to its healing Condition, And rather wish William were Victor in France, Than Lewis were England's Physician.