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PG-P.781.023
8 Aug 1781:32 (2669)
When the white horse doth over the lion rule,
And great Kingdoms are guided by a mule;
When the rank thistle doth surpass the rose,
In odour, and in smell please every nose;
When Covent Garden cross the Atlantic sails,
And womens heads grow bigger than their tails;
When Britains within themselves do disunite,
And foreign soldiers doth their battle fight,
Then England will fall and never rise again,
The British empire will be rent in twain. [signed] Merlin's
Prophecy.
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