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NOBODY CAN DENY.
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By shameless whiggish pride, but ope thy arms wide,
Embrace, embrace, embrace the son, thou art the bride ;
Then would no blood be spilt, nor wouldst thou spend thy gilt.
Pray hasten, Britannia, thy marriage to complete.
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The times are so fickle, I vow and profess,
Men know not which party or way to embrace ;
But I'll still be for those that are least in disgrace,
Which nobody can deny, &c.
Sometimes I'm a rebel, and sometimes a saint ;
Sometimes I can swear, and at other times cant ;
There's nothing but grace, thanks to Jove, I do want ;
Which nobody can deny, &c.