The School of Politicks or, the humours of a coffee-house: a poem. The Second Edition Corrected and much Enlarged by the Author [i.e. Edward Ward] |
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[This merry Farce diverted all the Room]
This merry Farce diverted all the Room:These you may know had no design
The Quiet of the State to undermine;
He thinks no Treason that's top-full of Wine:
Men that sit brooding o'er their Fears at home,
Or else abroad in private Corners meet,
And there with secret Whispers sit,
Are those disturb the Peace of Christendom:
The Juice o'th' Grape may nurse an ill design,
But certain 't never was begot by VVine.
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