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TO THE COMMONS. 143
Then rise my men, in merry mood,
Vote — nem-con-tra-di-cente, That five and five for ten are good,
And ten and ten make twenty.
Recall your ships, your troops recall,
Let friends each other nourish, So shall old England rule the ball,
And George and freedom flourish.
1 They'll fight like devils. I see that the conduct of the New England peasantry has softened the hearts of some of our wise nobs, and that they dare to allow them a degree of " wisdom, courage, and bravery," although they have modified their praise slightly since the "dastard rebels" have gone to rhyming. Here's a fine specimen of " cowardice," by the last mail, from " loyal Virginia."
" Let Britons, now sunk into tyrants and slaves ! Submit to be governed by fools and by knaves. Not so will their kindred on this side the sea, American Britons wtH ever be free.1'
Note by author of the Song.