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Their manly courage I admir'd,
approv'd their noble zeal,
Who had with flaming tongue and pen,
maintain'd the public weal.
But e'er a month or two was paſs'd,
I found myſelf betray'd,
'Twas ſelf and party after all,
for all the ſtir they made.
For when I ſaw the factious knaves,
inſult the very throne,
I curs'd them all, and tun'd my pipe,
to John of Badenyon.
5
What to do next I muz'd a while,
ſtill hoping to ſucceed,
I pitch'd on books for company,
and gravely try'd to read:
I bought and borrow'd ev'ry where,
and ſtudied night and day,
Ne'er miſt what dean or doctor wrote,
that happ'ned in my way.
Philoſophy I now eſteem'd,
the ornament of youth,
And carefully through many a page,
I hunted after truth;
A thouſand various ſchemes I try'd,
and yet was pleas'd with none,
I threw them by, and tun'd my pipe,
to John of Badenyon.
