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But that in suffering me to take it, sweet,
I'd have you say, "No, no, I will not let
EPITAPH ON AN ENGLISHMAN.
HERE lies Sir John Plumpudding, of the Grange,
Mais je voudrois, qu' en le me laissant prendre,
Cy git Jean Rosbif, ecuyer,
LOVE AND WAR.
FROM THE CHEVALIER DE BOUFFLERS.
Ir war were an evil not to be done away, it would be right to construe its necessity as handsomely as possible; and, among others, the argument implied in this jeu d'esprit would not be one of the least satisfactory. Had Uncle Toby married the Widow Wadman, and left us a son, the young gentleman might have sung the song, going to the wars, to the dance of the band of music and his own feather.
LET us make love, let us make war,
This is your motto, boys, these are your courses; War may appear to cost people too dear,
But love re-imburses, but love re-imburses.
FAISONS l'amour, faisons la
Ces deux métiers sont pleins d' attraits;
La guerre au monde est un peu chère,
L'amour en rembourse les frais.
The foe and the fair, let 'em see what we are,
For the good of the nation, the good of the nation;
What possible debtor can pay his debts better,
Than De-population with Re-population?
Que l'ennemi, que la bergère,
Que de la repeupler après?