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252 Resolv'd to save the British nation, Though French by birth and education; His correspondence plainly dated Was all decipher'd and translated: His answers were exceeding pretty Before the secret wise committee; Confest as plain as he could bark: Then with his forefoot set his mark. . Then all this while have I been bubbled, I thought it was a dog in doublet: The matter now no longer sticks; For statesmen never want dog tricks. But since it was a real cur, And not a dog in metaphor, I give you joy of the report, That he's to have a place at court. . Yes, and a place he will grow rich in; A turnspit in the royal kitchen. Sir, to be plain, I tell you what, We had occasion for a plot: And when we found the dog begin it, We guess'd the bishop's foot was in it. . I own it was a dangerous project; And you have prov'd it by dog-logick. Sure such intelligence between A dog and bishop ne'er was seen. Till you began to change the breed; Your bishops all are dogs indeed!