ON
THE
VIOLENT
DEBATES
IN
THE
HOUSE
OF
PEERS
,
UPON
THE
BILL
FOR
SUSPENDING
THE
HABEAS
CORPUS
,
&c.
My
noble
Lords
,
your
altercation
Can
never
tend
to
serve
the
nation
,
You
can't
but
know
its
laws
;
Why
then
,
right
noble
Peers
,
this
pother
,
As
if
each
culprit
were
your
brother
,
That
thus
you
plead
their
cause
?
Prythee
,
my
Lords
,
be
quiet
then
,
Strive
to
acquit
yourselves
like
men
,
Who
hold
a
sacred
trust
;
Your
Church
,
your
King
,
your
Country
calls
For
unity
within
your
walls
,
For
measures
firm
and
just
.