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1 ) 2 SONGS, ETC.
When this old rod was new, Our fathers held the creed,
That God will give to all, According to their deed.
Now, this is all forgot, Or honoured but by few;
It was not so, I trow,
When this old rod was new.
When this old rod was new—
By heaven, 'twill not be long, Ere time bring deep revenge,
For meanest humble wrong ! Her glory on the wane.
Old England now must rue The policy pursued,
Since this old rod was new.
When this old rod was new,
Nay, take it, sir, and give The pittance I demand,
That my poor bairns may live. It breaks my heart to part,
And tears mine eyes bedew— I wish I had been born,
When this old rod was new.
Palmer Hackle. |
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