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VI.

If, thus, by love of executions, Thou provest thee fit for revolutions; Yet one achieved, to _that_ art true, Nor wouldst begin to change anew,— Know this, Thou think’st amiss; Deem, to think true, All constitutions bad, but those bran new.

[The preceding “ODE TO A JACOBIN” is parodied from the following

ODE TO A LOVER,

BY SIR JOHN SUCKLING.