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The Maid her abſent Lover,
no longer will deplore;
Nor liſt of kill'd and wounded,
afflict our feelings more.
All bloody conflicts now will ceaſe,
by land as well as ſea:
No more will French and Engliſh fleets
their bloody flags diſplay.
Chor. Rejoice and ſing, &c.
Since Peace once more our life doth bliſs,
and war is at an end
Let them who have Relations loſt,
rejoice to ſee a friend.
Forgeting war's deſtructive rage,
let Joy, of Grief take place;
And Britons all rejoice and ſing,
by this moſt happy peace.
Chor. Rejoice and ſing, &c.
May all our Tars and Soldiers,
for their toils and ſcars,
Reſpected be by all at home,
and welcom'd from the wars.
May Britiſh Commerce proſp'rous be,
may wants ne'er pinch us more;
GOD ſave the KING, he lives to ſee
Peace ſpread his EMPIRE o'er.
CHORUS.
Rejoice and ſing, whilſt bells do ring,
and hail that happy day;
That France and Britain did agree,
no more to kill and ſlay.
