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NHG-P.760.015
21 Mar 1760:22 (181)
The following lines have been stuck up in several parts of
Paris.
. . .[4 lines of French verse]
Translation.
Let us melt down our plate, who hoard up the dross?
When Lewis assures us, we'll suffer no less;
One fourth will be paid us, I'll venture my neck,
In cash--and three fourths by good raughts on Quebec.
Another.
Would you patriotism shew,...then pray take the hint,
And to purchase a peace, send your plate to the mint;
One fourth in prompt payment you'll justly receive,
The rest very soon,...what more wound you have?
Nor let it be seen this your ardour should check,
For our well belov'd King will give bills on Quebec.
Another, imitated in the manner of Swift.
Ye patriots of France who are rich are as Jews,
Come melt down your P is pots, and P is in your shoes,
Morbleu quo' the Shylocks,...Pray, none of your squibs,
What? lend your ear a [ ], and sh't thro' our ribs.
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