CORONATION.
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Shakspeare says, in King John, it's a curse most abhorrent, That 'Slaves take the humours of Kings for a warrant.' A more useful truth never fell from his pen, If Kings would apply it like sober-bred men. The Slaves of your will, will make your reign, in History, A misrule of force, folly, taxing, and mystery: Indulging your wish for what, with law, 's incompatible, For the present, they've render'd your crown not come-at-able; And the tongues of old women and infancy wag, With, 'He call'd for his crown—and they gave him the Bag!'
