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392 APPENDIX.
But these parcels of wine that go by retail
Come unluckily over to hinder the sale
Of his brother D. H n's barrels of ale,
Which nobody can deny, &c.
Here's a number of superfine onions, which shows
That the merchant who sells them has ground to suppose
His trade lay with some that are led by the nose ;
"Which nobody can deny, &c.
Then out came the silks and the musky brocades.
That the livery of France may be laid on the maids ;
A good preparation for wild Irish plaids ;
Which nobody can deny, &c.
What a jumble of sounds do we hear altogether,
From trumpets and fiddles to the clangs of a cleaver,
Confounded with the groans of a Spittlefield weaver ?
Which nobody can deny, &c.
To raise up a Mass-house they're making great haste ;
But when all this raree-show-music is past,
Poor England must pay the piper at last,
Which nobody can deny, &c.
What pity 'tis now that Gregg was truss'd up !
Had he liv'd to this time, there was reason to hope.
He had come in for a ribbon instead of a rope ;
Which nobody can deny, &c.
The duke that he wrote to would have given him quarter,
And so would the earl for whom he was martyr ;
But he got the halter, and R n the garter ;
Which nobody can deny, &c.
Lewis ! at last thou hast play'd the best card :
Lay heroes aside, and tricksters reward.
Thou hast got by D' Aumont what thou lost by Tallard ;
Which nobody can deny, &c.
Remove all the war to Versailles and to Marly,
'Tis fighting more surely, though somewhat unfairly :
What a Churchill has won is restor'd by a Harley,
Which nobody can deny, &c.
May the great hand of justice now brandish itself
On 'em all in a lump, from that double-tripp'd elf