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246 lord north's recantation.
With his brother Burgoyne, He's forc'd now to join,
And a treaty of peace for to want ; Says he ne'er will fight, But will give up his right
To taxation, and freely recant.
With the great General Howe,
He'd be very glad now, He ne'er had engag'd in the jaunt;
And ev'ry proud Scot,
In the devilish plot, With his lordship, are forc'd to recant.
Old England alas!
They have brought to such pass. Too late are proposals extant;
Our glory at most Is only that—tyrants recant.