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EPIGRAM CLXXXVII.

[The Popish bigot looks death in the face]

QUOCUNQUE MODO REM.

The Popish bigot looks death in the face,
If round his limbs a Friar's Cowl they place:

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No fears the soul of that Gentoo assail,
Whose dying hand embraces a Cow's Tail.—
We laugh, with reason, at their foolish choice;
Yet tho' 'tis Folly's act—'tis Nature's voice!—
Nature, the sense of an immortal part
Has fix'd so firmly in the human heart,
That, prone as 'tis to avow some future hope,
A Cowl, or a Cow's Tail, can give it scope!