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  Oh, how they Plotted,
  Brimighams Voted,
And all the Mobile the Holy Cauſe promoted;
  They preach’d up Treaſon,
  At ev’ry ſeaſon,
And taught the Multitude Rebellion was but reaſon,
  With Breaches, Impeaches,
  And moſt Loyal Speeches,
With Royal Blood again to glut the thirſty Leeches.
 They ſham us, and flam us, &c.

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  ’Tis ſuch a Jury
  Wou'’ paſs no Tory,
Were he as Innocent as a Saint in Glory:
  But let a Brother
  Raviſh his Mother,
Aſſaſſinate his King, he wou’d find no other.
  They ſhamed, and blamed,
  At Loyalliſts aimed;
But when a Whig’s repriev’d, the Town with Beacons flamed.
 They ſham us, and flam us, &c.

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  This Ignoramus
  With which they ſham us,
Wou’d find againſt a York, to raise a Monmouth amus
  Who clears a Traytor;
  And a King Hater,
Againſt his Lawful Prince wou’d find ſufficient matter.
  They fought it, and wrought it,
  Like Rebels they fought it,
And with the price of Royal Martyrs Blood they bought it.
 They ſham us, and flam us, &c.

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  At the Old Baily,
  Where Rogues flock daily,
A greater Traytor far then Coleman, White or Staley;
  Was late Indicted,
  Witneſſes cited,