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(Plump as if Fed at Both Ends, Day and Night,)
Revives their Courage and their Appetite.
The Chanter, now recover'd from his Fear,
Rallies his Senses, and Declares for War;
Too long (He cry'd) has that foul Cerb'rus Head
Obscur'd us with his ^[1]treble-crested Shade.
Let's instantly our sully'd Fame Restore,
And show at once our Courage and our Pow'r:
Yes, let us for this Work some Minutes Fast;
This Done; Messieurs, We'll make a long Repast;
A Breakfast which the Morn to Noon shall join,
And Then but to a nobler Feast Resign.

Up rose the Chief. The faithful Cohort Charm'd
With these attracting Words, his Zeal Confirm'd.
Then to the Choir with fearless Steps they go,
And there Behold the bold usurping Foe:

1. The Desk was of a triangular form.

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