EBBA 33845
National Library of Scotland - Crawford
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THE
FIRST PSALM.
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I.
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THE Man is blest that hath not lent
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To French Pistoles his Ear:
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Nor rais'd himself as Traytors do,
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Nor sat in Tricksters Chair.
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II.
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But in the Laws of Old England
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Doth set his whole Delight:
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And for those Laws doth exercise
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Himself both Day and Night.
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III.
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He shall be like the Tree that grows
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Fast by the River side:
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Which bears the fiercest Storm that blows
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And scorns the roughest Tides.
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IV.
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Whose Leaf shall never fade nor fall,
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But flourish still and stand:
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E'er so the Cause shall prosper well,
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This Patriot takes in Hand.
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V.
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So shall not the Pretender's Crew;
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They shall be nothing so:
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But as the Dust which from the Earth
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The Wind drives to and fro.
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VI.
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Therefore shall not the Jacobites
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In Judgment stand upright:
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Nor Papishes with Protestants
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Come into Place and Sight.
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VII.
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For why the Friends of Hanover
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At Westminster are known:
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And eke all Schemes at Bar-le-duc
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Shall quite be overthrown.
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