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A WONDERFUL age	A
Is now on the stage	A
I'll sing you a song if I can	B
How modern Whigs	C
Dance forty one jigs	C
But God bless our gracious Queen Anne	B
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The kirk with applause	D
Is established by laws	D
As the orthodox church of the nation	E
The bishops do own	F
It's as good as their own	F
And this Sir is call'd moderation	E
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It's no riddle now	G
To let you see how	G
A church by oppression may speed	H
Nor is't banter or jest	I
That the kirk faith is best	I
On the other side of the Tweed	H
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For no soil can suit	J
With every fruit	J
Even so Sir it is with religion	E
The best church by far	K
Is what grows where you are	K
Were it Mahomet's ass or his pigeon	E
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Another strange story	L
That vexes the Tory	L
But sure there's no mystery in it	M
That a pension and place	N
Give communicants grace	N
Who design to turn tail the next minute	O
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For if it be not strange	P
That religion should change	P
As often as climates and fashions	Q
Then sure there's no harm	R
That one should conform	S
To serve their own private occasions	Q
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Another new dance	T
Which of late they advance	T
Is to cry up the birth of Pretender	U
And those that dare own	F
The queen heir to the crown	V
Are traitors not fit to defend her	U
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The subject's most loyal	W
That hates the blood royal	W
And they for employments have merit	O
Who swear queen and steeple	W
Were made by the people	W
And neither have right to inherit	O
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The monarchy's fixt	O
By making on't mixt	O
And by non resistance o'erthrown	V
And preaching obedience	X
Destroys our allegiance	X
And thus the Whigs prop up the throne	V
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That viceroy is best	O
That would take off the test	O
And made a sham speech to attempt it	O
But being true blue	Y
When he found 'twould not do	Y
Swore damn him if ever he meant it	O
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'Tis no news that Tom Double	W
The nation should bubble	W
Nor is't any wonder or riddle	W
That a parliament rump	Z
Should play hop step and jump	Z
And dance any jig to his fiddle	W
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But now sir they tell	A2
How Sacheverell	A2
By bringing old doctrines in fashion	V
Hath like a damn'd rogue	B2
Brought religion in vogue	B2
And so open'd the eyes of the nation	V
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Then let's pray without spleen	V
May God bless the queen	V
And her fellow monarchs the people	A2
May they prosper and thrive	C2
Whilst I am alive	C2
And so may the church with the steeple	A2

Jonathan Swift

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