The Fourth Volume of the Writings Of the Author of the London-Spy Prose and Verse [by Edward Ward] |
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The Rake's Call to the dead Philosophers.
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The Rake's Call to the dead Philosophers.
A Song.
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Old Seneca, Plato,Epicurus and Cato;
Arise from below and direct us,
The Good that we know,
To your Morals we owe,
For Religion does only infect us.
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We preach and we pray,Like Saints e'ery day,
Yet dissemble and lie for Preferment,
And for Interest disown
Both our God and the Throne,
Yet are taught to believe there's no harm in't.
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III
Thus the World is mis-ledAnd by Teachers betray'd,
For the Wolves in Sheep's Cloathing are many,
That Religion does seem
But a whimsical Dream,
And the Man but a Fool that has any.
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