on the arry pot their view,
full on the base urpg crew,
the tools of faction, and the nation&039;s curse!
hark how the cry grows on the d;
they leave the ggg gale behd,
their sava fury, pitiless, they pour;
with urderg eyes already they devour;
see brunswick spent, a wretched prey,
his life one poor despairg day,
where each avengg hour still hers a worse!
such havock, howlg all abroad,
their utter ru brg,
the base &039;tates to their god,
or rebels to their kg
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