Fifty of the Protestant Ballads and " The Anti-Ritualistic Directorium, " of Martin F. Tupper ... New; and reprinted |
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ST. SIMON AND ST. JUDE.
Advertisement.
“Surrey.—A sporting neighbourhood:Advowson to be sold:
Eight hundred souls: the shooting good:
Incumbent sick and old:
Thousand a-year and surplice-fees:
(A curate gets all done:)
By order of the assignees:
At Garraway's: at one!”
There! heathen tribes, and pagan priests,
A new idea for you,
To sell your rights in Baal's feasts
At Garraway's, at two!
Fat livings are the things to sell;
For cures of souls who cares?
At auctions, thoughts of heav'n or hell
Are nobody's affairs.
A new idea for you,
To sell your rights in Baal's feasts
At Garraway's, at two!
Fat livings are the things to sell;
For cures of souls who cares?
At auctions, thoughts of heav'n or hell
Are nobody's affairs.
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Talk of men's bodies bought and sold,
And whipt by vile Legrees!
In London souls are sold for gold,
And curst, if buyers please!
Whole parishes, bound foot and hand,
By auction to be had,
At the best bidder's mercy stand,
However base or bad!
And whipt by vile Legrees!
In London souls are sold for gold,
And curst, if buyers please!
Whole parishes, bound foot and hand,
By auction to be had,
At the best bidder's mercy stand,
However base or bad!
O why—we laymen justly ask,
Have we no vote nor voice
In setting to our teacher's task
His Christian pupil's choice?
Some dunce, or heretic, or worse,
May vex us fifty years,
Has he but money in his purse
To buy the flock he shears.
Have we no vote nor voice
In setting to our teacher's task
His Christian pupil's choice?
Some dunce, or heretic, or worse,
May vex us fifty years,
Has he but money in his purse
To buy the flock he shears.
What mean ye, Bishops, by the sin
Of suffering such a shame
To rot, like leprosy, within
Our Church's heart and name?
Be stirring—is there not a cause?
Consider what I say—
No longer let our honest laws
Be quibbled quite away:
Of suffering such a shame
To rot, like leprosy, within
Our Church's heart and name?
Be stirring—is there not a cause?
Consider what I say—
No longer let our honest laws
Be quibbled quite away:
Or, if you will not check this ill,
But leave poor Mother-Church
Deserted of her champions still,
A leper in the lurch—
Take, take “St. Simon and St. Jude”
As patrons of your flag—
Simon the wicked, not the good,
And Jude, who bore the bag!
But leave poor Mother-Church
Deserted of her champions still,
A leper in the lurch—
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As patrons of your flag—
Simon the wicked, not the good,
And Jude, who bore the bag!
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