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Age of Mad-Folks.
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I.
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THese Nations had always some Tokens
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Of Madness, by Turns and by Fits,
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Their Senses were shatter'd and broken,
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But now they're quite out of their Wits.
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II.
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Can any Man say the L---d M------r,
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Of Parliament likewise a Member,
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Did wisely to set up a Bear
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To Preach on the Fifth of November.
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III.
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Was the Doctor less touch'd in his Brain,
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To stuff his harangue with Gun-Powder,
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Or D------en, who fir'd the Train,
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And made it crack louder, and louder.
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IV.
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Even He who wrought all under-hand,
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So thinking to save his own Bacon,
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Some doubt, if for all his White Wand,
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For a Conjurer h' ought to be taken.
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V.
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But our Senate hath out-done 'em all
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By their solemn and grave Proceeding,
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On a Pageant in Westminster-Hall,
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When the Nation lies almost a Bleeding.
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VI.
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In such a Nice and Critical State,
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When of Weighty Affairs there were several,
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To spend their sweet Lungs in Debate,
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About Hoadly and Henry Sacheverell.
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VII.
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Of the Danger that threaten'd the Nation,
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From the scandalous Term of Volpone,
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Thrown on the Man of high Station
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Who so freely supplies us with Money.
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VIII.
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So as the rare Frolick went round,
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It seized at last on the People,
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Who swore they would pull to the Ground
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The Churches that wanted a Steeple
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IX.
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They Rebell'd in the Doctor's Defence,
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Who so boldly had cry'd their Pow'r down,
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And freely gave up their Pretence
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To Fight for the Church and the Crown.
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X.
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On the Folks who so zealously strove
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For their Power, they outragiously fell,
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And by Force of Arms they would prove
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They had no Right to Rebel.
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XI.
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The C------ns by Arguments keen,
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From the Sense of the Doctor's Expressions
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Prov'd some Words that nothing cou'd mean,
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To be Damnable Crimes and Transgressions.
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XII.
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The P---rs having all Things regarded,
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Affirm'd he had highly offended;
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Then Vote he ought to be rewarded,
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And so the rare Farce was ended.
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XIII.
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Thus I've prov'd that the M---r who invited,
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And the Zealous Doctor, who preach'd;
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The Men who the C------ns incited,
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And those that the Doctor Impeach'd.
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XIV.
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All those who the Question did handle,
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The Mobb and all such as did gain-say;
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The P---rs (be it said without Scandal)
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To be all in a desperate Phrensy.
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XV.
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What Remedy then in the Nation
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For this Madness that really too much is,
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But some Sober and Wise Application
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From S------nd and the Wise D---ss.
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