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SRRV.CII TIV TLIEGGAR 0F QUXLITY.

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SRRV.CII TIV TLIEGGAR 0F QUXLITY. After t/it manner of Mr Alexander Popes Lines by a Lady of Quality. Fluttering spread thy purple pinions, tieutle Cupid, round my heart, I am slave in thy dominions Nature must give way to Art, &c, Mr Speaker, my opinions- Could I act so base a part? In his Majesty's dominions, Never beat a purer heart. Ireland once was fair and blooming Why should Parsons shear their flocks ? Absentees her rents consuming Give us but the ballot box! Thus full many an orphan weeping- God's my judge, 1 speak the truth! Orangemen like vermin creeping, Sting me with envenomed tooth. Sir, the honorable Member- Raphael; that mighty liar, How can I each word remember? Sure it would your patience tire. Och redeem vour former errors Persevere—your course is plain- Has their guilt for them no terrors? Ne'er shall Ireland wear the chain- Savage Bruen—palthry Stanley, Think not me your cheering cows; Is it fair, or is it manly ? Though my son his act avows. From the subject loath to wander— As to this two thousand pound- Oiange Journals spit their slander, My contempt is too profound. Sir, I feel it would be stooping— Far too low the facts to state See poor Erin's genius drooping Terminates this long debate.

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