A serio-comic and admonitory epistle, addressed to a certain priest With a grave, solemn, and sublime epistle, addressed to certain critics. With an amatory ode to Eliza. To which is prefixed, An address to the reader, Respecting some late Conduct of the Rev. C---- B----, Curate of W----;. By Anthony Pasquin |
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INTRODUCTION.
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INTRODUCTION.
[Should any dare to say, that I am cruel]
Should any dare to say, that I am cruel;
Hard-hearted, an unfeeling creature,
And treat a man as though he lived on gruel,
And had not a fine house above his head,
And slept on straw instead of a fine bed;
And of the human kind had not a single feature.
Hard-hearted, an unfeeling creature,
And treat a man as though he lived on gruel,
And had not a fine house above his head,
And slept on straw instead of a fine bed;
And of the human kind had not a single feature.
Pasquin replies, that such fine things may do
To make small people great, who have nought else to shew.
But put a peacock's feathers on a crow,
And it may startle such as don't his worship know.
To make small people great, who have nought else to shew.
But put a peacock's feathers on a crow,
And it may startle such as don't his worship know.
But those who call me cruel, tell a lie,
As with your mighty leave I soon will prove.
Pray read this little ode, and see if I
Am not possess'd of all the warmth of love.
As with your mighty leave I soon will prove.
Pray read this little ode, and see if I
Am not possess'd of all the warmth of love.
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