But George, ever generous, said, Cease to complain.
A Charter we got, &c.
"Freedom, the Goddess for Britons so fair,
When she heard that a few of her supporters so free
Did reverence the Oak which was always her care,
And she said that the day ever sacred should be,
The Maggot and Spot the care of us shall be,
And never shall be crushed, but for ever shall reign.
A Charter we got, &c.
"Bright July now comes on, when we all are so gay,