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THE EPILOGUE. 223
Good night! my good people, retire to your houses, Fair ladies, I beg you, convince your dear spouses That Britons and we are united in bliss, And ratify all with a conjugal kiss.
Once more, here's a health to the king and queen! Confusion to him, who in rancor and spleen, Refuses to drink with an English friend, Immutable amity to the world's end.
1 The Epilogue. At the time the foregoing was written, the British held possession of Philadelphia, and the Congress held its sessions at Yorktown, in Virginia. After the evacuation of the city by Howe's army, June 18, 1778, the Congress resumed its sittings there.