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Their weakness we enjoy,
Each pulse i,ew ardors fire ; Convinc'd the wretch who fights for pay, Will never bear the palm away.
They boast their power by sea,
The ruin of our trade,
Our navy soon they'll see,
Wide o'er the ocean spread; Britain not long shall boast her reign, O'er the wide empire of the main.
Throughout the universe,
Our commerce we'll extend,
Each power on the reverse,
Shall seek to be our friends, Whilst our sons, crown'd with wealth immense, Sing Washington and Common Sense. |
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