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What , on a scaffold ! ha ! before the We will , my general , and make amends [ turn'd For all that's past : glory and arms , ye call , Mar. How quickly was the tide of fury And Marcian leads me on ! To soft compassion , and relenting ...
What , on a scaffold ! ha ! before the We will , my general , and make amends [ turn'd For all that's past : glory and arms , ye call , Mar. How quickly was the tide of fury And Marcian leads me on ! To soft compassion , and relenting ...
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Shall we , shall we That nature , in the proud behalf of one , stand here , Shall disenfranchise all her lordly race , Till motives that might warm an ague's frost , And bow her gen'ral issue to the yoke And nerve the coward's arm ...
Shall we , shall we That nature , in the proud behalf of one , stand here , Shall disenfranchise all her lordly race , Till motives that might warm an ague's frost , And bow her gen'ral issue to the yoke And nerve the coward's arm ...
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Join our brothers on the brine ; In thy prolific cup and fertile seeds , Arm , ye brave , or slavery ! ... Britain's wrongs swift vengeance claim ; From thy rich , bounteous horn abundance Rush to arms — or slavery . flow'd .
Join our brothers on the brine ; In thy prolific cup and fertile seeds , Arm , ye brave , or slavery ! ... Britain's wrongs swift vengeance claim ; From thy rich , bounteous horn abundance Rush to arms — or slavery . flow'd .
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