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1511 My country need not change her gown, Her triple suit as sweet As when 'twas cut at Lexington, And first pronounced "a fit." Great Britain disapproves, "the stars"; Disparagement discreet,— There's something in their attitude That taunts her bayonet. Edited by Peter Carter
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