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 And Hinton-house, into this hour.

Doth hold it mortal sin, Sir,

To side with him that’s out pow’r,

Or turn from him that’, in Sir.

And this is law I will maintain,

Unto my dying day, Sir.

Whatever Minister shall reign,

I will be in his pay Sir.

When Scottish councils rul’d this land,

And tarnish’d England’s glory,

I join’d Lord Bute, with heart and hand,

And was a rank old Tory.

I stuck by North, when North came in,

Thro’ his administration,

Voted with him thro’ thick and thin,

And help’d to damn the nation.

And this is law,&c.&c.

When good Lord Rockingham appear’d.

And honest men look’d big Sir.

With this new wind about I veer’d,

And would have been a Whig Sir:

To him I wing’d and made my court.

But found ’twas all in vain, Sir,

He scorn’d such paltrey, mean support,

So I whipp’d back again. Sir,

And this is law,&c,&c.