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486 To "energise the object I pursue,"

And give both Belial and his Dance their due!

Imperial Waltz! imported from the Rhine

(Famed for the growth of pedigrees and wine),

Long be thine import from all duty free,

And Hock itself be less esteemed than thee;

In some few qualities alike—for Hock

Improves our cellar—thou our living stock.

The head to Hock belongs—thy subtler art

Intoxicates alone the heedless heart:

Through the full veins thy gentler poison swims,

And wakes to Wantonness the willing limbs.

Oh, Germany! how much to thee we owe,

As heaven-born Pitt can testify below,

Ere cursed Confederation made thee France's,

And only left us thy d—d debts and dances!

Of subsidies and Hanover bereft,

We bless thee still—for George the Third is left!