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And if 'tis thy simple Opinion,
Le Roy can restore thy Dominion, Parblew thou art frantick still: Pursuing his Ruin, We're Marching and Charging, Resolv'd on a winter's Campaign, Cold Snowing, and Blowing, In Terrour are shewing, Great Marlborough and Glorious Eugene. We'll Storm too like Thunder, Vile Towns that are Fated for Plunder, And take 'em L'Espee a la main.
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A Song. Sung by Mr. Pack in the Opera call'd the Kingdom of the Birds, to the Dance between the High and Low Flyers.
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