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’Tis said the great came from America;

Perhaps it may set out on its return⁠—

The population there so spreads, they say

’Tis grown high time to thin it in its turn,

With war, or plague, or famine⁠—any way,

So that civilisation they may learn;

And which in ravage the more loathsome evil is⁠—

Their real lues, or our pseudo-syphilis?