he only hears and sees the war,
a ol spectator purely!
, when the stor the forest rends,
the rob the hed descends,
and ber chirps securely
now, for y friends&039; and brethren&039;s sakes,
and for y dear-lov&039;d nd o&039; cakes,
i pray with holy fire:
lord, send a rough-shod troop o&039; hell
o&039;er a&039; wad stnd buy or sell,
to grd the the ire!
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