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Poh. For your lives and liberties. *
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- Enter Ducat.
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The soldiers, who by trade must dare
The deadly cannon's sounds,
You may be sure, betimes prepare
For fatal blood and wounds.
The men, who with advent’rous dance,
Bound from the cord on high,
Must own they have the frequent chance
By broken bones to die.
Since rarely then - - J
Ambitious men,
Like others, lose their breath ;
Like these, I hope,
They know a rope
Is but their natural death.

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