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 Must hire Tom D'urfey to make a smart Song,    Where, where, as in a glass,     They'll see plainly each face; Lyrick, and Crambo, to vy el de Gambo,         Would soon sing, &c.

Thus mighty Sir, thus finishing all, Sing, sing vive le Roy; I wish you long Life, and your Fame to extol,        And sing vive le Roy: You'd throw down Mardyke, and you'd build up Whitehall,     Hark, hark Muses on high,     Chant loud Carols of Joy: Britain's Reliever, Reign o're us for ever,         And long, long vive le Roy,         Long, long vive le Roy. A New on the late Peace, ''and the present turn of Times. The Words made to a pretty Playhouse Tune.''

NOw some Years are gone, Since you saw Apollo smiling, Britain's cares exiling; When the Dove was flown: To crop the Branch, the sign of Peace, Then flew o're the Nation, A Royal Proclamation; Human gore, Should flow no more, Nor Crimson o're, The Flemish shore: All hated feuds abroad, should ever cease,