University of Virginia Library

Search this document 
Occasional verse, moral and sacred

Published for the instruction and amusement of the Candidly Serious and Religious [by Edward Perronet]

collapse section
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
AVARICE, A HORSE-LEECH
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
collapse section
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

AVARICE, A HORSE-LEECH

One hundred first—but sure 'tis not the last,
No, here's a Second, come to see what's past,
And here's a Third; and double this once more,
You have the number that you wanted—Four.

109

That no peace yet! My stars, when will you fix?
Come, please your goodness, pray now make it Six.”
Here 'tis, you wretch—and now 'tis made up even,
[illeg.] you'll tamper for the sacred Seven.
I thank you, Sir; but is it perfect weight?
I beg your kindness to complete the Eight.
Heav'n bless your fists! O bounteous hands divine!
And coud'n't you now, to save me, make up nine?
And Nine's the number of the Muses too:”—
[illeg.] what, you hound, can Muses do for you!
Well, but my friend, to whom my heart is bound,
Cannot you add a Tenth, to make it round.”
[illeg.] Tenth appears; “By Heav'n!” Avaro cried,
These are my Gods! and, as He worshipp'd, died!