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<h2>PARODY</h2>
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“<i>The Golden Days of good Queen Bess</i>.”</p>
<p>To my Muse give attention, and deem it not a mystery<br/>
If I jumble up together music, poetry, and history,<br/>
To sing of the vices of wicked Queen Bess, sir,<br/>
Whose memory posterity with blushes shall confess, sir,<br/>
Detested be the memory of wicked Queen Bess, sir,<br/>
Whose memory posterity with blushes shall confess, sir.</p>
<p>In saying she would die a maid, she, England! did amuse ye.<br/>
But what she did, and what she died—I hope you will excuse me:<br/>
A gallant Earl a miracle of passion for her fed, sir;<br/>
She kiss’d him, and she clos’d the scene by striking off his head, sir!<br/>
Detested be, &c.</p>
<p>Oh! rude ungrateful Scotland! had thy desolated Queen, sir,<br/>
No blue eyes ever known, nor had she beauteous been, sir,<br/>
The envy of our old rival hag she might have baffled, sir,<br/>
Nor with her guiltless blood have crimson’d o’er the scaffold, sir.<br/>
Detested be, &c.</p>
<p>She dress’d just like a porcupine, and din’d just like a pig, sir,<br/>
And an over-running butt of sack she swallow’d at a swig, sir!<br/>
Her brawny maids of honour ate and drank confounded hard, sir,<br/>
And droves of oxen daily bled within her palace-yard, sir!<br/>
Detested be, &c.</p>
<p>In ruling she was wonderous tyrannical and surly;<br/>
If a patriot only touch’d on the Queen or Master Burleigh,<br/>
She’d send a file of soldiers in less than half an hour, sir,<br/>
Just to bid him make his speeches to the prisons of the Tow’r, sir!<br/>
Detested be, &c.</p>
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